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When Qin Xiao Yao saw Young Master Ma in his own house pretending to compete to the end, he felt displeased in his heart.

Fuck, what kind of f * cking big fist is this?

What the f * ck are you using your palm-leaf fan sized fists? If you can't kill Chen Sanqiu, even if you are a machine gun and a click-clack punch, it would still be the end