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nced on his way home...there seemed to be nothing but mist or mist, so he entered the house.
\"wele.\" mr. clark's heart skipped a beat as he entered the store and marveled at the \"dazzling array of products.\" A handsome man in black, dressed like a female clerk, stepped out from behind a shelf. Step outside and give clark a ceremonial smile.
of course, the male clerk also had a placard hanging from his waist that had suspicious writing on it, ``All is peace.''
clark just felt them farting. there was a lot of taboo and blasphemous stuff in this store. If any of them were leaked, it would be a disaster for the world. he felt like he was definitely going to die, instead of having a chance to make a fortune.
“please e forward, my merchant will go first,” the male clerk said with a smile.
clark nodded hurriedly, not daring to refuse.
walking down the hallway between the two rows of shelves, clark felt as if he had entered a narrow hellish chasm. there were countless horrors, but the ghosts brought him to death. It was actually a wide hallway, but I felt like I was walking on a tightrope. difficult
clark's face was pale and his body was sweaty when he reached the store owner, who was talking to a staff member dressed in red.
``wele to our store, do you need anything?'' the owner didn't smile when he saw mr. clark, but gently introduced himself, ``my name is Li Jiahong.''
\"I...\" clark was speechless for a moment. he
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