On the number, the seemingly good master who had left appeared again in the war room, and said, "The group of people who have folded the Kendrick also came."

"Come to find the difference?" Da Weile.

"Anyway, those who are not good at least need to show a sense of presence, so as to attract investment to their projects." Looks like a master.

what? That little abacus is really slippery, and by the grand guild's big hand, I can paint a small advertisement for myself. He understood what seemed like a master, and smiled: "Relax, as long as they don't find fault, I won't cause trouble, the level is different, and what they care about."

Those things that Folding Kendall did were disgusting, but Dawei didn't praise what he judged. If he didn't ask him something, he would not bother to pay attention. The Folding Kendall is a typical villain, not a disparaging one, just like he thinks that spitting on the road is not a bad thing, but others seem to be very incompetent.

He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he did, and he was struggling to figure it out. If he wanted to find a fault, he could just hit his face, and he didn't care about him if he didn't. Arguing with people who have misconceptions about how busy they are, it hurts.

"They don't have any female players in the master league they formed?" He asked suddenly.

Looks like a master stunned: "This is really not considered!"

If people aren't here to advertise, they are going to hit the market, then they will be disgusting. This kind of thing can really be done with the reputation of KFC.

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