She changed into clean clothes, washed her face again, and the long hoe in her hand was incompatible with her whole person's image.

She stood in front of the camera, threw the hoe in her hand, spun around in the air and landed firmly in her palm.

"It Doesn't Matter, I'll Be Swinging" Chapter 123 Are You Going to Kill Me, Friend? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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