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Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control
iao deeply."Chen Ping, you're asking for death, you're looking for death..."Long Xiao roared, his aura began to explode. A black palm the size of the sky formed in mid-air, and then slammed towards Ch...eople earlier, and why can't I kill him" Chen Ping's eyes narrowed: "If you obstruct me, then I'll kill all of you!"Kawaguchi Kazuo's face was full of sneer: "You really have big words. With your abil...