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Chapter 145: The Fake Table
rmally, that's impossible."That aged voice said."Will I be crippled for the rest of my life"Ning Zhi frowned and asked."Not bad, that's a pretty good outcome."A voice in my head said.Ning Zhi died cle..."Damn, what are they bullsh*tting about I haven't heard of anyone coughing after drinking..."ink of an eye, and immediately punched him!Poof!The head clad in black bronze was smashed to pieces, followed by another plume of black mist rising into the air!The souls are being cast out because th...