Confused passengers, determined drivers, two-seater motorcycles, the street scene moves back, apartments, high schools, streets, traffic lights, guide signs... Urban buildings are nameless symbols, and the tall buildings sneer at them, fleeing, and like Throw them out of the rules.
Where will it be thrown? The brightly lit streets gradually faded away. Jasper Chi's brain was so confused that he knew nothing. He issued a death order to his body: You must trap Flynn Shen.
He is your trophy.
"President, is that saliva?"
Jasper Chi quickly came back to his senses. On a spring night, the sky was clear and clear, but Flynn Shen felt like he had been caught in the rain. There was a puddle on the back of his neck, and his broken hair was wet and stuck to his glands.
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