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Before he could finish his sentence, Trampling whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot bellowed angrily and interrupted: "Little San! "Screech ~ ~"

The little guy reached his hands out to dig out his ears and turned his head away with a disdainful expression. Yuan Bao and the others snickered in a low voice. Even Wang San and the other Mang Niu tribesmen couldn't help but smile