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At the crossroads at midnight, the coins burned vigorously in the metal basin.

Xia Qingshu took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth, squatted down and approached the metal basin that burned the dark coin, and the flames immediately lit the cigarette roll.

"We don't have to pretend to be relatives. Please stop being hypocritical about me. Xia Zhiyin stood behind him, looking at his ground......

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