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... are held.
And in the deepest.
This is a desert of metal utensils, and a deep prison made entirely of plastic has become a place to detain an old man.
Eric Lanshere!
...
"Young Master, get up quickly, it's our turn to patrol."
"Where am I?"
Qin Hu sat up in a daze, feeling his body was cold, and there was still a strong wind blowing outside, and suddenly felt strange.
"Oh, young master, why are you confused? We are in the barracks. It's our ...
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