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Chen Fei picked up his counterfeit shoulder bag, which he bought for five yuan, and gave the hotel manager the middle finger. Before the fat manager could explode, Chen Fei took off like a bolt of lightning.,"Young man, don't you value your life!" 。What’s he thinking, trying to stop a car with his hands”"It's over, another one is in." 。"Three lives!",With a deafening roar, Chen Fei clapped his palms on the silver speeding car's hood, actually stopping the speeding vehicle in its tracks.。