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... few hundred thousand dollars. ...

Heilong never went out without money. The three men covered him only with a four-day salary of US $ 100,000. In the heavy rain, Shen Ming drove the car into a waste disposal yard, used a brand new car and added $ 10,000, and replaced it with an n-handed Hummer jeep that was almost scrapped. This thing really participated in the Gulf War, and the bullet holes on the rear bumper were not filled, but all were painted black.

Shen Ming drove a humorous ...

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