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... o’s palms were clearly sweating.
Phone calls followed one after another.
All from Luo Yusheng.
Even if he was a fool, he had now realized the seriousness of the situation!
"What should I do? What should I do? Could this kid really be Luo Yusheng’s man? Should I kill him, or should I not kill him!"
If I don’t kill him, I will definitely die a terrible death; if I kill him, I will also have a hard time...
Nan Mingzhao’s heart was like ants on a hot p ...
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