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Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control

    

iddle-aged man, covered in blood, pleaded for mercy from Chen Ping!Chen Ping slowly squatted down, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him with a cold expression: "Who sent you here"The middle-...轉碼失敗!請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀!e coldly glanced at Ono Hiroichi. Then, a faint smile appeared on his lips as he addressed Toyotomi Hideyoshi: "Your dog is making a ruckus, I'll help you quiet it down. You don't mind, do you""Big Xi...