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A crease appeared on Helan Xi's forehead. His handsome face, which was clean and composed, was taut and taut. The lines on his face gradually became sharp.

"When it was delivered, there were already signs of a sliding tire …"

Gu Nianshi's voice was a bit serious. Perhaps he didn't have a good rest, but there was a trace of exhaustion in his voice.

"Slider?"

Helan Xi was shocked. Soon