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... d held back the questions in their hearts. The problem has been suffocated until the plane, waiting for the plane to leave the runway, and finally couldn't help it.

  Jian Zhenhua asked his son, "What's going on? Why didn't you tell me that a gun was used?"

Jian Zhenhua has been honest all his life, and he has heard of robbery with guns on TV, but he never imagined that this would happen to his only son one day. The worry in his heart was that As you can imagine, it was a mess.

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