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... armor. One had to say… the man looked poor.
“I believe… I should represent the USL to apologize to you, Mr. Feng Bujue.” Tinfoil Man stood outside the door to tell Brother Jue. “Wayne has overreacted, I hope that doesn’t pose any offence.”
“Oh no, I was enjoying myself.” Feng Bujue looked at the man calmly and said calmly. “Oh, if possible, please call me the Poker.”
“Of course, the Poker.” Tinfoil Man added. Feng Bujue nodded slightly. He walked to the door a ...
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