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Chapter 242: A Pawn
eople's faces began to change, after all, even martial arts masters couldn't escape the clutches of these black-clad men. Wouldn't those small families and clans be in great dangerNot all Sects and Cl...kay, okay..."Bald and with glazed eyes, he stared at Xiaolan, drool threatening to spill. He listened to anything she said!Thus, the bald man began to wriggle his portly body on the plane!This instant...