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Mofeirann felt that there was something wrong with his ears. Forget about 2000 points per month, even if it was 2000 points per day, he did not have enough for it. 2000 points per minute should be more or less the same.

"Brother …"

"Du du …"

The phone rang.

Mofeirann slapped the steering wheel hard. Damn it, Moyanjing, just you wait.

He drove all the way to the hospital