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... on the table with one hand. Although it was not moving, it was shocking in the quiet conference room.
Suddenly, Xun Lao suddenly felt a little soft, and he felt a heat wave coming on his face.
Under the cover of Shen Shengfeng's palm, the desktop melted little by little, and finally a hole was directly broken. He said, "I just hope you can understand that the special team is not a house game you say. Everyone is The nation ’s best efforts to cultivate the best elites, their mission ...
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