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"What's wrong, Fat Dragon?" Mo Huasong asked.
"Brother, someone hit me, you have to stand up for me," Fat Dragon said angrily.
Mo Huasong looked Fat Dragon over from head to toe, finding that he hadn't swelled up like a pig's head. "Fat Dragon, that person must have a conscience to not beat you too badly."
"No, I just went into the Red Building, and someone hit me, brother, if you won't stand up for me, I might as well be dead," Fat Dragon cried out loudly.
"So the Red Building won't let you play with the ladies?" Mo Huasong became excited as soon as he heard it. There was money to be made, just like in the Cultivation Realm where he could make quite a lot by fighting.
This is the Lan Yun System, that Red Building must be very wealthy. As long as he took action, he was sure to make a good sum.
If anyone didn't compensate his Fat Dragon, then he would show them why flowers are so red.
