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... good mood. When he saw the door inside, he did not close it, and he quickly opened the door.
The light in the house was dim. He was trying to shout a Weiqi flag. Suddenly he saw the guardian flag pressing another person on the desk. The man’s clothing was scattered, revealing a white, thin shoulder, holding the table with one hand and defending the flag. He was glaring at him from the back, breathing and dying, biting his ear and whispering something. Zhao Jian returned to a slight stagna ...
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