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Ying Tianlong patted Niu Thirteen on the shoulder with a drunken look on his face, as if he was trying to coax his little friend into doing something bad. He was a bit stupid, but he still wanted Niu Thirteen to drink.

When Niu Thirteen heard Ying Tianlong's words, he frowned for a moment. He sniffed the air and took in a breath of the smell of alcohol.

The moment the wine mist entered his body