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But before he could finish, the man grabbed his wrist and walked towards the rice parlor across the street in a domineering manner.

"Mr Gu, what. . . What are you doing?"

Sheng Anxia did not react to this sudden action for a moment.

He was not really going to eat rice noodles, was he?

"Call me Gu Hanmo. "

The man did not turn his head. He just threw the words at her in a domineering manner