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"Don't betray me"

Lola's palm was slightly sweaty, and her forehead and nose were slightly flushed due to her breathing. Her eyes were bright, happily waving the Statue of Liberty torch in her hand.

Caesar wanted to use the torch to hit her head. But no, her small walnut-sized head couldn't withstand such a violent blow; it would be better to use a jasmine branch to knock her.

Caesar forcibly suppressed the urge to grab her legs and shake the water out of her head, and was surprised to find his tolerance for this little girl was increasing.

After the brief impulse to grasp her and shake her disappeared, Caesar calmly forgave her again for the terrible, annoying, and strangely bad nickname call him.

Protecting Lola and the poor Asti woman she was holding in her other hand behind him, Caesar calmly asked, "What's the matter?"

Several bodyguards stopped in front of Caesar, standing stiffly like a few onions pulled out of the ground.

They looked at each other, not knowing how to handle this situation.
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