“Then let the ten-minute wheel fight begin.” Xia Jinyuan nodded slightly and motioned to his comrades to surround Ye Jian again. When Ye Jian was surrounded again, Xia Jinyuan, who was standing outside, exhaled a long breath, quietly spreading out his clenched fists. With a temperature of more than ten degrees below zero, his palm was sweaty just looking ...
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