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... to be fixed in the picture, and could no longer lift his foot.
Mr. Gu Lao talked to himself for a long time, and did not wait for Gu Yusheng's response. His breathing became more and more difficult, and even after a while, he began to breathe.
Zhang Ma was on the side, watching the red eyes: "Little Master, you promised Mr. Gu, even if you just yell at him, beg you! Little Master! Little Master! Little Master!"
Just a simple "good" word, but I can think of the word for the ...
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