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At this moment, when he looked at Zhang Cheng's expression, his eyes began to glaze over. His originally ugly face had turned as pale as a sheet of paper.

"Let me ask you, which limbs did you use to hit Uncle Duan just now?" Ignoring Zhang Cheng's pained expression, Ye Xuan asked coldly.

"Cough cough, Ye Xuan, you are f * cking … Do you know who I am? If you dare to touch me