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Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control
e to do with you Who are you Why did you break into my place in the middle of the night"Chen Ping's tone was cold as he questioned the old man."Kid, do you really think you can just follow the Elder a... you don't even give the Hu family face It seems like you're tired of living..."After finishing his words, Hu Bachi slapped Chen Ping with a terrifying aura like a gust of wind.In Hu Bazi's eyes, Chen...