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... ront of him; that gaze wasn’t that of a good sort, let alone a good person.
Two fingers.
In his eyes, the shorty in front of him was worth just two kilograms...
Because he had decided to use his legs this time, and he didn’t plan on having a second round.
"What does that two mean?"
"I don’t know! At first, I thought it was the time, but it didn’t match."
"I thought it was the number of moves, but that didn’t match either."
Lin Hao overheard ...
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