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... time, a day that will be remembered by all the descendants of Chinese Yan and Huang for a lifetime, a sad day for the suffering of our compatriots.
Yang Yong had just woken up this morning, and the fried eggs on the breakfast table were tender and delicious, when Yang Yong was about to enjoy it. Unexpectedly, Butler James ran in from the outside with a panicked face, came to Yang Yong with the phone in his hand, and said with a crying voice.
"Sir, it's not good, it's not goo ...
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