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... the conditions were not good. 120 was still a small bread. It seemed that Changhe or Wuling came. Anyway, it was not very advanced. It started like a small airplane and quickly bumped.
At the time was a wounded man who had been punctured by a steel bar.
Lao Zang sat 120 in the mountains and ran towards the hospital. Finally, he met halfway through.
At that time, the scene was still dreaming often, and I can't forget life and death, just at the corner of a mountain stream. ...
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