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... and nodded.
On the other side, Zhang Xiansheng was lying on the table, with one hand on his stomach hanging down weakly, the other hand on the table, holding the glass that had fallen down, with drops of water slowly flowing down the wall of the glass.
The next second,
Under his head, there was a pool of blood, slowly spreading...
"Fuck!"
"Hurry up and save people!"
"problem occurs!"
"mlgb, I will kill him!"
Several police officers headed ...
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