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... ?" Meng Ping snapped, putting down his chopsticks, his handsome face full of hostility, "Keep making noise and get the hell out."
"Boss, just now the Living Yama showed up, and he brought weapons."
This time, the Southern client was so scared he nearly hid under the table, "Second Young Master Meng, who... who have you offended?"
"Oh! I might have offended the old man of my family." Meng Ping put down his chopsticks, wishing he could kick the little fat man, "Damn it, why ...
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