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... at were holding the shotgun were weakly hanging down, and his eyes were fixed on the pile of broken corpses in front of him, and his mind was a little dazed for a while.
He was a little unbelievable, that terrifying and twisted parasitic monster was really killed by himself? !
Until the light golden text prompt reappeared with his gaze.
Meng Lei finally let out a breath, and the whole person almost lost his strength.
(The corpse of the painted skin parasite is no long ...
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