PREVIEW
... moke and green air.
Zhou Mengtian snuffed out a cigarette **** and threw it into the ashtray already full of cigarette butts.
He had a stubble beard and bloodshot eyes, staring absently at the blank ceiling.
But his mind was still stuck in the formation, spinning crazily and thinking.
Ever since leading the team to Tianmu City, he has never rested.
Although this time is not like the previous patrols, it is necessary to carry out high-intensity tracking and hunt ...
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