Meng Zhiyao pushed open the warehouse, and the gold and silver in it were almost piled up in the entire warehouse. Oh, no wonder, the people say that he is a traitor, he has collected so much people's fat and people's ointment, and there is so much real money in the treasury, I am afraid that he will not be able to use it up in a few lifetimes? Stretching out his hand and touching the real money, Meng Zhiyao shook his head. At this moment, the door of the warehouse suddenly opened, and Meng Zhiyao watched a man with a height of seven feet walk in. As a...

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