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... Wang Dayong felt that if he obediently followed orders, he might not necessarily get into trouble, but if he turned and ran now, he was almost certain to die.
"Hey, bro, what’s up?"
Running up to Jiang Xiao, Wang Dayong saw that he was holding up a small dog and examining it repeatedly.
"Old Black, do you feel that this dog... doesn’t look like a dog?"
Wang Dayong chuckled awkwardly, implying that it was just a dog, what else could it be?
"People! I think ...
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