Clear eyes took the big hole in the sofa Gu Zhuoyang was alert and took out a pistol from the drawer of the tea table.
After being shocked, An Muxi was afraid to swallow his saliva and asked, You … why is there a gun here? Tell me the delay, Gu Zhuoyang sank. Say I put it before. AnMuXi heard low oh a. It is no wonder that Gu Zhuoyang’s identity is very different, and there are no selfdefense guys […]
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