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... our appearance, you escaped?"

After hearing this question, Li Changsheng instinctively felt a little guilty.

He couldn't tell his wife's great-grandfather, hehe, he just raped his family's sister!

Hey, this kind of operation is too rude.

"Well... ah, by the way, you haven't told me yet, why are you here?"

Obviously, Sherlock Holmes also acquiesced that Li Changsheng escaped, and nodded in appreciation~ and said:

"I received news that I was here to save y ...

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