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... is eyes and flew out several bayonets with both hands. His arms were smooth, his movements were beautiful, and his fluttering long hair. If he could ignore the obscure black skin tone, he would be handsome.
The bayonet swept across the air, making a sharp whistle;
Paddling through the green grass, it is shabby and messy;
I crossed the target ... It's a pity.
This clearly explains a sentence: ‘A meal is as fierce as a tiger, but when you look at it, it ’s 250. ’
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