Chen Xiuru looked at the seven or eight black-clothed people in front of him and sneered: "That's all, those in the dark also come out, they are all old friends, come out to meet, don't you want to see my old friend?"

Chen Xiuru looked at the nearly a dozen or so black-clothed people in front of him lightly, and sneered: "It's all old friends, and it's interesting to have a masked black dress to cover your face? Let me see who some of my old friends are. I really didn't feel the shameless ones just by feeling the breath. Chen Xiuru didn't make any moves after speaking, just quietly looked at the people in front of him.

And Zhou Qingfeng, who was still in the small courtyard, was also the first time to hear Mr. say such exaggerated words. Looking at the dozen or so men in black again, they were reserved, and none of them spoke, and they didn't even move.

Just when there was such tension, a loud laugh came from about 100 meters outside the door: "Hahaha, what Mr. Chen said is right, all of them are old acquaintances, and they are still hiding their heads and tails, is it interesting? Don't you really think that Mr. Chen doesn't know which ones they are? There are some things that Mr. Chen doesn't say, he cares about his face, but I don't care." To put it simply, they have already come here, and it is necessary to care about those faces that have been wanted? At the end, the man's voice was particularly loud and full of disdain.

"I didn't think about what to choose the title of" Chapter 11: The Great War is in the middle of the fight, please wait a moment,

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