
Everything is Perfect
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In the antique house, the young man looked at the boss behind the maroon desk. Thick smoke slowly rose from the small stove on the table, blurring the face of the man in Tang suit. "This is my wish, boss, can you help me realize it?" The young man curled up on the wooden chair and said awkwardly. After the case, the man slowly spoke: "The so-called desire, in essence, is nothing more than a desire. When it is strong enough to a certain extent, how is it different from a desire?" As he spoke, the man seemed to be thinking of something happy, and said with a smile: "But as long as you are willing to pay the price." "Okay, no problem," the young man said excitedly. "Bang!" The man put away the revolver with green smoke in his hand and watched the boy slowly fall. "Okay, I will burn your paper figurine wife for you."
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