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Ignoring the hostility of the rats, he went to the bloody spot and half knelt down to give it a closer inspection. He found some flesh in the dried pool of blood. There were some detached rat tails and broken ears, among others.

He stood up, pondered for a moment, then walked around to the captain's cabin. There, he saw an old canvas bed that was familiar to him. This should be Sanzi's bed. It was really very obvious because there was a poster of Sanzi's favorite actress above the ...

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Good news, Mu Qi passed through after his death.
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Mu Qi, who was seriously injured just after passing through, was rescued by Lu Zhao who was in the middle of the exercise.
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The marriage of Imperial Blade was not optimistic at first. The bugs on the star network were ready to watch jokes, but they did not want to start with a live broadcast trial, and things developed out of control.

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may have raw eggs
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