Chapter 92 That doesn't make sense.
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Updated : Dec 19th, 2024
When Ethan rushed into the restaurant, Yoyo Lin was playing mah-jong.
“Grand three chiefs!”
Crash!
The whole table was lifted to the ground and mah-jong was rolling around.
“WHERE IS BELLE YE!?” Ethan shouted to Yoyo.
“Ethan Mo, you motherfucker!” Yoyo pointed at the mah-jong on the ground with a trembling finger. “That was grand three chiefs I got there. How dare you!”
Ethan answered him with a heavy punch to his face.
He lost control of himself, leaving only the fury inside....
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