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... waitress was smashed by a thief crow in the shoes and socks. This kind of shame, how can the temper of the helper son be tolerated?
"You are looking for death!"
Sure enough, the helper son in this shackle, but also lost the previous gentle and elegant state, suddenly raised his head, eyes cold as a demon, murderous cohesive as winter, at this moment, he suddenly swayed, heavily photographed in In front of the little ones, but only heard a "squeaky" bang, the palms of the sword are ...
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