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... looked at the mobile phone. The ringing of the mobile phone was unusually harsh in the empty room. Yun Muzhen feels that the ringtone of the mobile phone at this moment is like a spell, just like the pain of drilling a drill and drilling into the brain.
Yun Mu squats his head and squats down, his body is cold and sweaty, his eyebrows are twisted together, his face pale as paper. However, the ringtone of the mobile phone seems to be dying, and it keeps ringing over and over again.
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