Maybe it's a deep-rooted memory. The most popular sellers of his good products are Japan.
This time, he prepared a large amount of used goods from the US Army in the late World War II, which he stored in the Ryukyu warehouse. When he took customers to see the goods in person, he spat: big eight pills, M2 heavy machine guns, Shermans, bazookas, field artillery, mountain artillery, heavy howitzers, trucks... Medicines, a large amount of penicillin, morphine, medical equipment. Suddenly, a large number of plainclothes surrounded the warehouse, and the customers also changed their faces. Guo Jin knew that it was over, he had no nostalgia, and he was tired of it. He had no children, but it was a pity that the money had not been spent yet. When he pulled the fuse, the explosives in his waist flashed with sparks.
Shaking the heaven and earth, returning to darkness
Where is this? Master, are you awake?
Travel through time and be reborn!
Headache!
