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... your kid will save me a son's bullet for a while, then dare to hold me the trigger and not let go, be careful that I will let you go as a martial!"
"I won't cook, go to the military..."
The local team captain heard the words, the ugly face immediately shrugged down, dissatisfied muttered.
Tyson smeared a few times with his finger. After swearing, he turned to look at the direction of Giant Bone City.
The monk's vision is very good. Tyson does not need to use a telesc ...
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