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... see him panicking and tears looking for his godfather. The more you look at the wrong, the smile fades away. The little thing was clearly not afraid, and looked at it provocatively.

damn it! He knew that the fallen master had no stubborn temperament, and maybe he was looking for a new master!

"Mr. Jiao, it's a surprise to meet you here!"

"Don't rush to drink, the wine here is very average. I brought a bottle of Lafite, should Jiao always taste it?"

"Mr. Jiao, I am cur ...

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