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... he vast space, like an ant creeping into the Forbidden City in the dead of night.
The sound of his steps echoed unhurriedly through the empty factory.
[Isn’t Old Fang in a hurry? Won’t the explosion just now attract other people?]
[Add one, shouldn’t he hurry to grab something and slip away at this time?]
“It’s alright.”
Bi Fang shook his head, seemingly unconcerned, or perhaps he had anticipated this.
“Describing Yemen with a small explosion every ...
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