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... das are not too bad. After being in contact with people for a long time, they can also memorize the key words that humans often say. Possess not weak imitation ability."

"So that's it..." Shiratori Ren Saburo murmured, and asked curiously, "Then, is it because it imitated someone in its current sitting position?"

"Maybe I learned it from comic books or movies," Chi Feichi said, "Duanzi likes to learn, I will let people find some video tapes regularly, put it in front of it and let ...

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