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... ese are precious blood that cannot be wasted.
Irin looked down at the snowfield, and looked at the snowy mountain area that was bombarded by missiles for a round. He was secretly ashamed, did he play too much this time.
at this time.
Boom!
A fist the size of a casserole smashed out of the snow, creating a large hole, and Mo Rendi, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, crawled out from beneath the several meters of snow.
"Didn't you say that the f ...
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