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Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control

    

n't blame us brothers for this, you can only blame your bad luck. I'll make it quick and painless for you."The big man, whose wrist had just been pinched by Chen Ping, said.As soon as the words left h...m, Master Hu, what on earth are you talking about..."Chen Ping glared at Hu Mazizi.Humazi let out a mischievous chuckle and then extended his hand towards Ge Yuhan. "Little girl, since you've recovere...