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Chapter 145: The Fake Table

    

. Waiting for the bald man to get closer, he lightly threw a punch. In the eyes of the crowd, Chen Ping's punch was soft and weak, unable to compare to the bald man's punch at all!But when the two fi..."Damn, what are they bullsh*tting about I haven't heard of anyone coughing after drinking..."agined that a monster would suddenly appear on the stage.It was precisely because of this momentary lapse in concentration that his massive body was instantly knocked to the ground by the flaming tige...