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Lin Er was prostrate on the ground, unable to sob.
wang qiang held a large gun and carried a coffin like toolbox, holding Jiang Yun in one hand and Jiang Yuan in the other. he was like a forced student child returning from school, waiting outside the storage area b-7. It wasn't until a long time that I waited for the Jiang haohan couple.
where is this going? It feels obedient, \"xie Ling felt somewhat abnormal, and women's intuition was often sharp.
waiman is at war and the situation is not optimistic. we need to hide, \"explained wang qiang.
At this moment, xu Fei walked over and signaled wang qiang to enter the interior.
wang qiang turned around and entered the inner room. the b-7 was a standard storage room, with an old password lock controlled iron door on the wall. Now the iron door is wide open, and the laser inside flickers.
wang qiang put on a mechanical mask and walked into the password iron door. behind the iron gate was a crowded stone house, with a black iron gate across from it. Lao Zhao was crouching in front of the gate, using a laser cutting machine to crack it.
Lin he held his arm and waited on the side, his face mask showing no signs of joy or anger, but amidst the cold fluorescence, it seemed that mayor Lin was in a bad mood.
You're here just in time, hurry up, \"Lin Er pointed to the iron gate and said.
wang qiang looked at Lao Zhao, who had disabled legs and weak body, and patted his sh
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