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Chapter 2,209: The Eye of the Formation
ny lobby, seven or eight shirtless men covered in tattoos were smoking and playing cards, their eyes bloodshot.Seeing this scene, Zhang Tongjian instantly regretted it. He gently tugged at Chen Ping's...g people should be more low-key!"At this time, even the veteran soldiers' faces were grim. What was his status How could he possibly invite someone like Chen Ping, a child who hadn't even grown his ha...