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The autumn colors are getting darker, and gusts of wind are blowing in the small courtyard, rustling the dead leaves all over the path. Zuo Hai, the chief escort of the Weishui Escort Agency, looked at the falling leaves, his brows furrowed, and he paced back and forth uneasily in the vestibule. "There are three days left! How to get through it..." Zuo Hai sighed heavily. In previous years, at this time of year, he would take a few people to the outside of Weishui City, ride horses wildly in the golden yellow, and ride and shoot to their heart's content. But now... Zuo Hai is nearly sixty years old and has been in the escort business for the first half of his life. After many storms and waves, the Weishui Escort Bureau has a good reputation and a booming business today. The children under her knees are also quite promising. They are both handsome and handsome, and everyone praises them. "If something goes wrong, it won't be a shame if I die. It's just An'er and Zhu'er..." He shook his head, suddenly hating himself.
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