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he gritted his teeth and opened his son's hand that was covering his face to check his eyes, but when he forced them open, he asked with a confused expression: ?!” I felt a burst of frustration.
however, xin Junmao said in pain: \"this...this is not my eye.\"
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Zhang xiaoxiao is like a ship sailing on a vast black sea. the unknown shore beyond is the abyss or the island of despair. he doesn't know or can't see the light of hope.
She grabbed her bag and nervously walked down the crowded street, feeling no sense of safety or warmth.
he wanted to find his friend from college, but that friend was also a local resident of Suizhu city. who knew if his friend would be able to hide another side of himself that no one knows about? what if his ancestors were from this fishing village and he was one of them?
thinking of this, Zhang xiaoxiao stopped wild speculation. If they were normal people doing their jobs, he shouldn't have told them of this dangerous discovery. the more you know about these things, the more likely it is. walking through death is easy.
``who else should I ask for help?'' Zhang xiaoxiao couldn't help but think. he didn't have the courage to go to the law enforcement officers because they were the same as him. before all this, they were just a group of normal people.
those men in black?
Zhang xiaoxiao recalled that when he was taken to the bailiff's security office that day, a group of
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