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"Gulp …" Lying on the bed, Zhang Yang rubbed his belly and thought to himself with a frown, "F * ck, I'm actually hungry."

He got out of bed and went downstairs.

"Blood Lizard, do you have anything to eat?" Zhang Yang walked downstairs. Looking at the Vermillion Bird's tormented body, which was covered in wounds, he shook his head and mumbled inside