Zhang Yi hadn't heard from Chang Mao for a long time.

There was a hint of meaning on his face, and he stood on the stairs under the cabin, eavesdropping on the other party's conversation.

"Master Zhang, this is here to steal the credit......"

As soon as Chang Mao opened his mouth, it was a familiar, maddening taste.

Zhang Yi wasn't sure it was him, but now he tasted right.

Zhang Cundao approached him and wanted to admonish him a few words.

Who knew that the other party would be the first to be evil

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