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... st be other Chinese restaurants, there must be, there has to be."

"If not, then it's all over."

Gao Yi looked at Little Hei with pleading eyes, thought for a moment, and decided to say discontentedly, "Aren't there any other restaurants?"

"Yes, but there's only this one Chinese restaurant, boss."

That's troublesome.

If the restaurant really is just this shack, then all the plans are void; there's not even a wall, everything inside the restaurant is clearly ...

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