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... n't as noticeable as the other booths from the Qiang Clan, Cao Mao was satisfied by the exposure of this place.
The booth was a humble 2 square meters rectangular table. A wooden board was hung at the edge, covering the area below the table.
The place was guarded by the local thugs. When Cao Mao approached the empty table, a group of thugs glared at him, "Wha'chu want, motherfucker!?"
These thugs were ballsy. Even though they were 2nd-stage weaklings, they had the guts to ...
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