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Of course, if some power was incredibly lucky and hired a top fighter who snatched the first place, securing the largest territory and business project,
the moment that fighter left, they would be directly wiped out by other powers, and the seizing of their territory was not unheard of!
After all, the Southern Fist Competition was only responsible for the match itself, not the after-sales service.
Lu Ping listened to the rules and sat in a corner at the back, watching the fight.
In a distant corner, Han Junjie supported his senior brother, and the two looked around.
Suddenly, Han Junjie's eyes lit up, "Found you, Senior Brother, he's over there!"
Lin Zhiyuan followed his gaze to Lu Ping, his eyes darkening, "Good, we've finally found this bastard!"
"Let Master take care of him when he arrives, we'll cripple him! I want him to kneel and beg for mercy!"
"Yes! Kneel and beg for mercy!"
The two brothers exchanged a glance and sneered viciously.
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