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"Hey, Brother Taibai, just leave me alone." Zhao Gongming, the god of wealth dressed in Confucianism, glanced awkwardly at Venus, then glanced at the four boards behind him, expressionless law enforcement god.
"Ah, the god of wealth, the god of wealth, I really suit you, what do you drink well? The doppelganger of Nanyuan Laoxian, who put down the troubled times, starved to death in the wild, but you made a big disaster. I ... What can I do? " Taibai Venus is also a helpless face, and it took a lot of breath to convince Nanyuan Laoxian to send a doppelganger to pacify the troubled times, but ... But this Zhao Gongming drank the broth, which caused Laoxian's doppelganger to starve to death on earth, although there was no big loss to Laoxian.
"Brother Taibai, our friendship goes back to ancient times. Brother one ... Brother one ... regrets ... that wine is harmful to the intestines. Who said that? I can speak my mind ... "When Zhao Gongming saw that mediation was bad, he could only show his emotional offensive. Tears came down, and even the four law enforcement gods who have been poker face all the year round were a little moved.