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                                                                                                           “不错嘛，比上次有进步呢……竟然能弄坏我的衣服……”                                                                                                                                                                17号的脸上蒙上了尘土，用手擦了擦微笑着说道。                                                                                                                                                                “混蛋……他竟然……没受什么伤害？……”                                                                                                                                                                布拉看着几乎完好的17号，惊讶的说道。                                                                                                                                                                “你比你师傅孙悟饭还差点呢，布拉小姐……”                                                                                                                                                                17号笑着朝布拉冲了过来。                                                                                                                                                                “喝啊！”                                                                                                                                                                布拉对着冲过来的17号，伸手就是一个能量波，却被17号笑着单手弹飞。                                                                                                                                                                “？什么”布拉在惊讶中，已经被17号一拳打中脸部，口吐鲜血朝旁边飞了出去。                                                                                                                                                                “可恶！”                                                                                                                                                                布拉稳住身子半蹲着降落到地面上，抬起头一看却不见了17号的身影。                                                          

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