At that time, Li Bo spat at me... Spit on clothes. After spitting up, he glared at me and scolded you for which onion? Let Lao Tzu be a junior high school sophomore with you, your mother had a head jam when she gave birth to you, right?! My face suddenly darkened, and I stood up with a strange smile and wiped my saliva with the book next to me, and took a deep breath... "Hit!!" &ldqu...

"Bloody Youth Without Regrets" Chapter 161 The second shot, hit the little boss is in the hand, please wait a while,

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