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No bragging, in fact, when I first encountered collective food poisoning, it was more disgusting than Lao Zang wrote. At first, it was actually in a gangway. It was in a two-meter-wide gap between the fence of the factory and the small second floor. The summer night was warm. Which of my days, Lao Zang almost did not vomit the gallbladder.
Recently, one of my friends had something to do with it, and the other was that Lao Zang was bleeding again.
To tell the truth, this ...
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