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... hands, they felt a strong force coming. The five girls were pushed backwards. Looking at the city gate, Lao Zheng had already missed it. San walked in with proud strides, and his wild eyes made several girls angry, pointing at him and complaining.

  “Why are you cheating?”

 “You just want to say that I didn’t give you the red envelope? What am I doing?”

Zheng Laosan raised his thick eyebrows and asked them mischievously. The girls blinked and had nothing to say. They did rec ...

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