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Chapter three hundred and thirty eight: [respectively](2/2)

Xu Qianqiu nodded with a smile.

Fatty Dong rubbed his hands and said:

"If there is a hidden secret, it is not me, Dong Zhuo, who is not a big deal. As long as it is not a serious crime of treason, I can talk to the young hero.

If you don’t like my Dong Zhuo’s reputation, it won’t be a problem.

I, Dong Zhuo, remembered today's kindness!"

Seeing this young man in white, he didn't want to say much, and Dong Zhuo was not polite, and said in a loud voice:

"Come, go to the city gate to spread the message, open the city and let it go!"

Seeing the white horse leaving, the little girl finally burst into tears, heartbroken.

He threw down the money bag in his hand, cried, stumbled, and ran towards the gate of the station.

As the little girl cried, almost at the same time, Xu Qianqiu and Dong Zhuo turned their heads from afar and looked at each other.

The murderous intent in Xu Qianqiu's eyes was well concealed, and even smiled politely at it.

Then, he waved goodbye to the little girl.

When we meet again, the little girl may be the one who hates herself.

As for Dong Zhuo...
Chapter completed!
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