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... escaped. Moreover, his temper seemed to be getting more and more irritable.
The afro thought, “What the hell!”
The tables and chairs were just ordinary tables and chairs. There were no clues at all. Not to mention marks, there weren’t even scratches. They were just ordinary existences and ordinary arrangements. It was as if they were simply provided for them to sit and think.
He couldn’t help but kick the chair twice. The director of the secret room immediately said throu ...
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