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... oo intense competition.
One of them was cursing: "What kind of props did you use, how could you catch up so quickly, crap, crap, is my remote control broken!"
Another voice was careless: "What kind of props, your cornering skills are too weak, I want to overtake."
"Fuck...don't overtake me, let me win, Yang Xuan!"
Yang Xuan acted as if he had never heard of it, and passed by without blinking his eyes: "Playing a game on the sofa will make you fall apart, and your mobi ...
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