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... hand, and the demon immediately stopped.
He smiled coldly: "Zhang Xing, is this what you think?"
Zhang Xing didn't look at Dean Xiong and stretched out his hands to pinch his sleeves.
"You billionaires are nothing more than a bunch of grass and mustard in my eyes.
What can I think of grass mustard?
Do you want me to say that I'm afraid of grass?
If there are too many ants, you can still kill the elephant. When have you seen people eating grass? "
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