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After Xu Zhiyuan heard this, he pondered for a moment without saying anything. When he looked at Hei San, Hei San was even more reticent. He held a cigarette in his hand and did not light it, instead he placed it in front of his nose and started sniffing. Ding Hongying even closed his eyes and lowered his head, as if he was an old monk meditating