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Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control
ibly…"Song Zude looked at Feng Yi with blazing anger in his eyes!"Don't play coy with me, no need for formalities. I've had my eye on your daughter's figure for a while now, and this is the perfect op... family. Don't push me..."Chen Ping's face was as dark as water."Hahaha!" Dong Liqun laughed loudly. "Massacre You think you can still use your Qi now You've been hit by my Qidan, you're a cripple now...