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... hands, with an expression of helplessness.

"I've used our Jihuo for so long, I admit it, I don't ask for anything in return, but you have to help me at least once, just once!" Jitu gritted his teeth, staring fixedly at Zhuangqi, he had almost finished speaking up.

"Then what kind of help do you want me to provide? I can give you both money and supplies." Prison Qi frowned.

On the whole, he was wrong about this matter, and Extreme Fire did bring him a lot.

"Let the fl ...

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