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... an. But that was near impossible. He only made the plan up on the spot, how could The President's Umbrella have guessed it?
He wore a confused expression, asking, "What are you saying?"
The President's Umbrella spoke without smiling, without moving a single facial muscle: "Hmph, nothing. I just feel like you're a cunning one."
"Then we'll go with that?" Hans asked.
The President's Umbrella nodded. "Alright, but you guys choose first. You guys take ...
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