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Chapter 198: Game of Power
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... jump up and down again.
Sometimes he pointed at his son, and sometimes he pointed at the marks scratched by sawdust on his face.
But every time his eyes glanced at Li Zhenyu, he would panic and avoid him with a guilty conscience.
The tragic situation of the class teacher was vivid in my mind, and the blood stains on the ground were still there.
She was really scared that she would be beaten too.
With such a slap, the prosthesis on his face would fly out. ...
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