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... main street is still brightly lit, and there are various stalls on the street, cooking wontons, hot noodles and pancakes, and passers-by are sitting on low stools beside the stalls and eating, eating happily taste.

Jiang Xu had stayed here before, and took Ming Tan straight to the best inn in the town.

"Two guest officers, do you want to be a top student or stay in the store?" The waiter with a tablecloth on his shoulders led the two of them in.

Jiang Xu stepped over the thr ...

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