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... yes, and asked Chen Ju sincerely: "Do you think I need Xiao Ming's protection?"
Chen Ju stepped on the gas pedal silently.
Bring the white scorpion to the bar on Heishui Street.
It's close to eight o'clock.
The lights in the bar are dim, and the diffused lights are strafing indiscriminately. The smell of cigarettes and alcohol is mixed with low-temperature air-conditioning. There are several stages in the center of the hall, and men and women dance together.< ...
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