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... o Jing, and they can’t get back in a short time, and Mo Jing is afraid that she will be injured and always hold this way. She, if the two men want to shoot, he must not escape.
The warm hand gripped the cuff of his shirt tightly and whispered, "Come on, don't worry about me..."
Mo Jing Shen was a faceless expression that hugged the warmth of the season, and as if he did not see the two men who were pointing their guns at them, the eyes only faintly swept the blood on the tires of t ...
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