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... ally went up to death, and my pupils shrank. I didn’t want to go down again on the spot and hide it in the trash can on the street.
The next second, the bullet flew over the trash can, and when it snorted, he grabbed his shoulder.
Oops, the trash can is too narrow, and the target is too big to be a live target.
The burning pain in the shoulders, when you enter the sputum, try to tighten your body and hide it in the trash can. See your own progress bar and stop at the death. ...
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