Chapter 54 of Zhu Yi's biography of the living dead I'm not an Interpol

Dark green moss 3.0k words

the night is very deep. Tan Yongle hasn't slept yet. He sits in the dark living room and smokes. The cigarette end is bright and dark like a ghost fire.

he can't understand. Tonight's meal is very strange. It's not because of the existence of Shi Qing and...

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