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... telephone pole, the corner of his mouth was tilted, his hand was a shot. With a bang, the people in the wall were startled, and they flinched in unison. The sparrow slammed in front of the wall and could clearly see the bullet piercing its chest.
Tang Miao invited me to look at Tang Sihuang sitting in the co-pilot seat. Tang Sihuang nodded gently, "Yes."
The smile on Tang Miao's face deepened, and he smiled humanely to the boss: "a bullet, a sparrow. How about this price?"
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