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Chapter Thirty-two The flood washed the Dragon King Temple(2/2)

"Why did you retreat?"

"Lung cancer!" Li Hao still said casually.

"Hey!" I was stunned for a moment and let out a long sigh.

"Do you know how many of my dad's workers got lung cancer?" Li Hao raised his head and asked.

"A batch??" I was confused.

"More than 20 people have lung cancer, and more than a dozen have had one-fifth of their lungs removed! The factory assembly line is not perfect. They wear a torn mask and are allowed to enter the workshop. From morning to night, they are full of dust. Even smoking can

Quit, you say it's evil or not! Haha!" Li Hao's tone seemed casual, but there was a hint of resentment in it.

"Haha, let's sit and drink together and have a lot of fun. Let's not talk about it anymore!" I didn't want to dwell on this topic, so I asked jokingly: "Didn't you hear that your army is quite special? Why, after coming back, nothing happened.

Do you want to be the school belle’s personal expert or the female president’s bodyguard? Haha!”

"Sweet, what does the female CEO want from the King of Soldiers?! Attack the Diaoyu Islands?" Li Hao said quietly.

"Ha ha!"
Chapter completed!
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