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Chapter two hundred and eighty seventh mad at you(2/2)

"Don't fart with no nutrition, put something more important." Long Chen waved his hand and said impatiently.
"Creak"
Luo Bing's hand was held tightly, making strange noises. She felt that she was on the verge of going berserk, and her hair was about to stand up.
In addition to the head of the 36th villa, she has the greatest power. No matter who sees her, they must treat her with respect.
If she doesn't touch other people's troubles, others are already burning incense, but here, no one treats her as a dish.
Especially the yellow-haired boy in front of her who only had the Blood Coagulation Realm. As long as she stretched out a hand, she could slap him to death.
But she had to talk to Long Chen patiently, but Long Chen's tone was always provoking her sensitive nerves, and she felt like she was going crazy.
With great endurance, he calmed himself down, but his voice still had a slight tremor:
"Ten people from each side will compete against each other at the same level. The one who wins six games will win."
Long Chen looked at Luo Bing coldly, with a very strange look in his eyes, with a trace of ridicule, a trace of contempt, and a trace of pity, and sighed:
Chapter completed!
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