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Chapter 1732 Kang Sang Miu Ke(2/2)

Stop talking nonsense and hurry up.

I'll start on the count of one, two, and three."

Huh?

Is Cai Gen finally going to take action?

The new friends I met this time, including Puo Pu and Lang Jiahao, have never seen Cai Gen so serious.

In addition to using a knife to sign, it is a sudden pink eye.

What kind of ultimate move do I need to prepare for?

None of them dared to disturb them, so they squatted in a row behind Cai Gen, concentrating and a little nervous.

As for the old guys, they didn't dare to relax. It was normal for something to happen. Especially Cai Gen, who also squatted in a row honestly to save his life or retreat at any time.

After Lang Jiahao squatted down, he asked Xiong Haizi beside him.

"Boss Cai, which school does the awakened god of suffering belong to?

Is it fighting spirit or strange fire?

Physical training, or cultivation of immortality?

Isn’t it the summoning system?”

Of course Xiong Haizi didn't know and could only make one-sided guesses.

"I don't know either, but judging from Uncle Cai's body shape, he is definitely not a summoner.

He should be a meaty berserker, the kind with high critical hits.

A tough style where you can finish the game on your own without the enemy dying."

Xiao Sun glared at the two people who were talking and signaled to be quiet, stop making random guesses, and be more serious.

Xiao Tianmao was not stunned, and was immediately made to laugh by the conversation between the two.

"God's fighting spirit and fire are so weak.

The owner is from the dance department."

Before he finished speaking, Cai Gen had already taken a stance.
Chapter completed!
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