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... beads, or even the fourth and fifth strings of Buddha beads... all in the hands of a little girl.

  Recalling the beginning, the first string of Buddha beads was the string that Mr. Bo asked for.

   Outside, many bigwigs robbed their heads.

  Some people can't even pay the astronomical price of 2 billion.

   And this girl has 28 strings in her hands, a total of 50 billion in her hands, and she doesn't take it seriously at all!

   is simply maddening.

   ...

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