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... g a lot of trouble to yourself.

"Anyway, I don't necessarily have to stay in this time and space for a long time."

He came here for a short stay, and he went back directly after finding that strange piece.

"Besides, as long as I plan reasonably, it doesn't matter whether I use an ID card or not."

In China, ID cards are not often required, not for eating or riding in cars, unless you are staying in a hotel or something else.

I checked the time, and ...

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Liu Ruyan : Seal the dust, hurry up and roll over the aging mother, the aging mother must hold up
Li Bingbing : Shao Feng, his mother’s waist is sore, others have to rub
Feng Chen : It’s called Mao. Can’t come one by one?

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