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... window from time to time.

At this time, Ma Zhong slowly opened his eyes. He rubbed his dizzy head and said with a hoarse voice, "Brothers, it's time to get up."

"Okay." Lin Fan responded and got up directly from the bed.

Zheng Jinbao said: "Lin Fan, I rarely admire anyone. But, I have to say something to you... admire!"

"Yesterday, we drank two beers, right? You actually drank the three of us, nothing happened to you!"

Two beers, Lin Fan will naturally be ...

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* Ping’an means peace

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