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Chapter 787

Chapter 787

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Fang Yan shrugged. Celine possessed a typical South American temperament—straightforward and blunt—which actually made her quite similar to him. Xie Zhicai sneered. "First of all, isn't knowing how to operate modern warships a tremendous challenge for your Berserker tribe?"

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