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  Earlier, before I teleported to the ship, I had launched the Hellfire Summoning, and ordered the Hellfire to cast Meteor Descend a minute later, so as to kill everyone on the other side in one fell swoop!

  Even if someone on the enemy side can survive this blow, but loses the passenger ship and floats on the water, even a high-level silver star card master can't exert much strength, unless...

   And he has the weight of the magnetic element in his hands, and he i ...

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The prices are expensive. A combo set of soup and egg fried rice costs 288 RMB. Oh, I forgot it also includes a side dish of pickles. Even so, very many people line up to wait.

That place does not accept reservations. It only lets in people who are waiting in line there. Countless people make special trips to line up there. Of course, there’s nowhere to park planes or cars.

Their service is so terrible, the customers have to serve their own dishes and grab their own bowls and chopsticks, and they even have to wipe down their own tables! God, the boss is simply crazy.”

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That night, the delicate purple-eyed woman in a wedding dress sat on their bed as her husband observed her with a grin.

“So,” he drawled, his voice wicked and magnetic, “I can't see my wife's face even on my wedding night?”

“My lord has promised to fulfill my one wish,” the woman commented, securing the veil that covered the lower half of her face with slightly trembling hands.

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She stared back at him. “My lord might not like to see ugly things.”

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