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... auction house erupted in cheers. All sorts of lewd laughter rang out incessantly. Everyone was experienced and naturally knew what they were laughing at. After the laughter, the guests started bidding.


“10 million!”


“15 million!”


“20 million, don’t f*cking fight with me!”


—-

!!

The guests’ voices rose and fell. There were countless people bidding under the booth. Those who could come here were not short of money, and most of them were pe ...

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