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The burglar's eyes were like a torch, with a breath of anger. As he walked, the thief struggled: "Let me go, let go of me. You bastards, where are you taking me ?!"
Except for the bad wind that roared in the woods and the barking birds, no one answered him, as if sending a group of dumbs to her.
hateful. The burglar thought secretly. This passerby is afraid that there are more than two hundred people, and his spiritual power is bound again. Moreover, his hands are tied again, ...
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