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Chapter 1657: Dad

    

emy. Although it's only the first group competition, sparks are already flying quickly. 。Every competition is exciting and spectacular. 。Each has its own highlights. 。Only after the competition truly...bored breaths continuously came from Tang Wulin’s mouth. 。He finally tasted the flavor of death. As the extreme pain began to turn cold, he saw a black world filled with tranquility and silence. It se...