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Compared to the silence at the headquarters of the Mafia, Mo Danyan and Xia Yuyan were much quieter.

Lee Hao chose the bar which had a messy atmosphere. He didn't easily enter the bar, but he was so mad today that he wanted to go for a drink.

It didn't matter if he despised it or if he was weak. The dust of the past had been torn apart, and it flowed clearly in front of his eyes