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... n sub-zero.
Lu Zhaoying stood in place and waited. After a long while, Cheng Ye hung up the phone and came over to him.
"How?" Lu Zhaoying glanced at Cheng Yan.
Cheng Yan choked the cigarette and threw it into a trash can not far away. "Get on the plane, let's go up."
He took two steps, his voice soft, "Let Jiang Xiaoshu send some people over."
Lu Zhaoying followed him, and nodded solemnly, remembering the appearance of Qin Yishun's unwillingness, he felt uncom ...
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