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... t come, I'm afraid your pension will be lost, that's all."

After finishing speaking, she left without waiting for the old man to say anything else.

But the old man was furious, "Little girl, you come back to me, and there is another game, and whoever wins may lose."

Qin Jianxi waved his hands without looking back, and just said, "You are not my opponent." 𝐟𝘳𝑒𝗲𝘸e𝒃𝘯𝒐𝐯e𝚕.c𝒐𝒎

Old man: …

Blowing her beard and staring, she is really an arrogant and sm ...

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