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He leaned back in his swivel chair and narrowed his eyes.

It was past dinnertime, but he was in no mood to eat anything.

He had obviously thought of this question before. But his ambition might have been greater. He wanted to lure the snake out of its hole and seize its seven inches with his own hands.

His feelings for Captain Peng were so special that he was willing to call him Uncle Chao