Chapter 1111 Must Be Fake

At first, none of these people at the casino were open-minded.

Yun Jiaojiao began to roll call, pointing to a little fat man and said, "You, you say, who is the boss here, isn't it you?"

That person was just a monitor, and he was held to his throat by Yun Jiaojiao's big sword overflowing with spiritual power, and he was about to pee in an instant, and his legs kept swinging: "No, no, no, it's not me, it's not me, don't, don't kill me!"

"It's not you, who is that? Hurry up, my aunt and grandmother have limited patience!"

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