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is concern for the existence of his own woman.
wang qiang struggled along the passage, which was an ancient tunnel with extremely irregular excavation, uneven ground and walls, and a slight foul odor of plant decay due to year-round moisture corrosion in the soil.
wang qiang is very worried that in such tunnels, the air is often insufficient, and if he does not receive enough oxygen, dying in the tunnel is likely to be his final destination.
Sure enough, before walking too far, someone had already fainted from lack of oxygen on the ground. many people are also beginning to experience symptoms of insufficient nutrition, slow walking, and physical fatigue. And all of this happened within a few hundred meters of the tunnel.
holding on to the tottering Jiang Yun, wang qiang felt very panicked. he didn't know how far this tunnel was, and he would surely die with one step.
wang qiang crossed a large number of people and came to Lin he, just about to inquire about the reason. but I saw Lin he wearing an oxygen mask on his face and carrying an oxygen tank, and there was nothing wrong with him. wang qiang looked towards Lin he again, and several of his guards were also equipped with oxygen masks. Each person is carrying a portable oxygen bottle, which seems to be well prepared.
wang qiang's anger ignited his chest hair. he reached out with a lightning bolt and caught Lin he's neck, lifting him up.
Lin he, whose neck was pinched, couldn'
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