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As Chen Hao thought about this, he was certain that Zhong Luozheng would rush over to give him a look.

Sitting in the car, Zhong Luozhan was exactly as Chen Hao expected. Holding the back of his hand, the blood vessels on the steering wheel were bulging and protruding out. His white knuckles were already completely devoid of any color.

"Chen Hao!" Zhong Luozhan let out a low roar