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CHAPTER 86 YOU FUCKING MY WIFE

She raised her chin, thanked Qin Jiufaang and gifted him a pair of Knuckle Dusters. Although he gave one to the old man, he still had one.

The dagger and the Knuckle Dusters clashed, releasing sparks. Before Xiao Jing could even raise his leg to kick, the dagger flipped, and with his right hand in the left