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Third Young Master Ye Wuhai was about to raise his hand to fight back when he saw Zhang Yao waving his pen and saw black flowers blooming on the faces of the group of thugs. There was only "Aiya!" "Aiya!" After a few shouts, the eyes of several thugs had already been sealed by the black ink above their laughter, "Black eye sockets, it's hard to open a pair of eyes"! After that