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At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, several police officers looked at Zhang Tong, who was sitting in the car, and asked again, “Mr. Zhang, we’re already at the foot of the mountain, are you sure you don’t want to come up with us?”
Zhang Tong shook his head like a rattle drum.
He would rather die than go up the mountain again.
With his current bad luck, he could trip over three times just walking a short distance, where would ...
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