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Chapter 85: Beat the old master to death with a blind fist(2/2)

"That's it."

Thunderbolt, thunderbolt, thunderbolt.

Done.

Hong Guang looked back following the crowd's exclamations and was speechless. Hussein immediately returned to his original appearance, looking a few years younger than before.

Is this a boxing technique that can turn decay into magic?

This man cannot be killed for the time being, so keep him for now. Maybe his leg, which has been disabled for more than ten years, can be saved.

Hong Yi: What about revenge?

Hussein touched his face. His eyes, nose, and mouth were all where they should be. He was overjoyed. It felt so good to have found what he had lost.

No matter what Zhou Xiaoxing and Dao Zai said, he did as he was told. He asked for an IOU, paid it, and announced to the world that he was a big liar. If he did, he would call the media and tell Chen Dao Zai that he was the real gambler and that he was the stinker.

Shameless, he is obsessed...

At the same time, the god of gambling Gao Jin has nothing to do with this charity gamble. It was all instigated by Chen Jincheng... No, it was all planned by them...

"Two big guys, what else?"

"That's all for now, but..."

"But?"

"But if you dare to pretend to be the God of Gamblers in the future, not just the God of Gamblers, but anyone else's name, be careful of me, be careful of my younger brother punching you beyond recognition." Daozi enjoys the feeling of a winner, which is the feeling of a decent person.

He memorized a lot of lines.

What can I say? They are decent people and these words come from the bottom of their hearts.
Chapter completed!
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