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... ft alone before.

“How are you feeling?”

"Very bad, fraud, death and blood." The viscous blood still seemed to flow on his hands.

"Remember this feeling. In the future, you will be the only one to go." After Tang Hao finished speaking, he left quickly without giving Tang Nian a chance.

Washing himself clean, ignoring the steam on his head, Tang Nian lay on the bed, raised his hand, looked at the lines on it, and said to himself: "Remember? ?"

Soon, it's time for ...

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