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... ching with clenched fists, Xie Dalin swallowed hard, his complexion utterly devoid of color. He had never imagined that none of Wang Hu’s boxers could stand against Zhang Fan.
"Brother Hu, let’s talk this out, huh? We’ve given you so much money, you can’t just ignore loyalty!" Xie Dalin said in a panic.
Wang Hu pulled the card Xie Dalin had given him out of his pocket and threw it on the ground: "Who gives a damn about your lousy money."
Witnessing this scene, cold sweat ...
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