The person next to him reacted at this time, and quickly looked at Aesop and couldn't help but ask. "Aesop, who has such strength that they can cut off your arm?" Seeing this, Aesop's cheeks were filled with shame. "Ladies and gentlemen, my arm was severed by the man who grabbed Alice, and he said that I had to give him a reward of 10 billion before he was willing to hand Alice over to us, and I refused...

Chapter 390 of "The Strongest Loser in the City" The Golden Knight is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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