Lan Tong froze slightly when she heard this task, but quickly nodded and agreed: "Yes!" The other five people in the hall didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Zhen Qiong's gourd, and the fat guy stood up and walked to Zhen Qiong's side at this time, and said very seriously: "Boss Zhen, you don't seem to have heard what we were talking about just now." What a big thing to kill the Fu Ji Sitting Pavilion, no...

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