"It's fucking bullshit, your grandfather and I are still the saviors!"

Zhu Sandao's face trembled, and he wanted to pinch the blood eagle to death.

At this time, he almost forgot about Wei Lin, the blood eagle in front of him violated his bottom line, and he usually hated who talked about "peace" in front of him.

If the society is peaceful, his ambitions will not be able to be fulfilled!

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Chapter 52 of "Zhentian Doctor Saint" The sense of oppression is being hit by the hand, please wait a while,

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