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... to an ugly, dirty nestling from the desert.” Someone sneered behind Lin Wenxi. Lin Wenxi turned around and saw Zhang Dong standing on the withered grass. It was late autumn, but Zhang Dong just wore a red vest and black shorts.
Lin Wenxi looked down at himself and discovered that his olive green camouflage suit was smeared all over with his sweat and the mud that Zhang Dong had poured onto him. He thought to himself, “Wow, it has turned a muddy colour. It’s indeed suitable for concealmen ...
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