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Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control
people had seen Chen Ping buy that rusty, old piece of iron for ten thousand yuan. They were all whispering and pointing at him, with sneers on their faces!At such a young age like Chen Ping's, to co...ring Chen Ping's voice, Luo Xi felt as if she had heard the sound of heaven!"Mr. Chen, save me..." Luo Xi saw Chen Ping and shouted excitedly!Chen Ping sheathed his Magic-Taming Whip and drew out his...