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... e-talkie.
To save time, they were riding motorcycles. A line of roaring vehicles sped down the street, with motorcycles clearing the way ahead. The sight sobered up any drunken men who had just finished drinking. Some even thought there were gang showdowns.
“I’ll drink a bottle of beer!”
Old Song, under Wang Yun’s cover, managed to reach the chairs behind Kolyev and his men. He threw a beer bottle fiercely at Kolev, who was standing under the chairs.
Crash!
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