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... drinking dark beer and smoking a cigarette. He pays attention to young people with pale faces and dull expressions.
羡 Li Xianyu held a cigarette between his fingertips, but did not smoke. The cigarette burned two-thirds, and the long soot would not fall.
Coffee didn't drink, I really didn't feel that way.
Three hours ago, Uncle Qin rescued Li Xianyu from the alien blood, avoiding the end of his death. Then Uncle Qin called and after a while, a group of guys wearing black uni ...
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