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Beat the Mandarin Ducks with a Stick a Hundred Times
I was shoving the last of my consultation notes into the shredder when all the lights in the studio went out. The sound of flapping wings came from overhead, not as heavy as a bird's. The next second, something pecked me on the back of my neck. The pain made me slam into the desk. I flicked my backhand, and the glass flew out and hit the wall, shattering crisply. "Don't move, don't move. Your hands are so strong." The sound was like nails scratching a blackboard, piercing my eardrums from the to
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Natural Disaster Investor Dongfang Jicang
The scorching sun baked the oil out of the asphalt road. Dongfang Jicang licked his chapped lips and dug his fingers into the cracks of the collapsed shelves of the abandoned supermarket. The dust fell down, revealing half of the plastic bottle. Water. There is also a small half bottle. The ones that are turbid and dusty are more precious than gold in his eyes. He grabbed it, opened it and smelled it - there was no strange smell. Carefully stuff it into the innermost layer of the ragged backpack
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Countdown to Bet on Son-In-Law
Ice cold. This was Xia Lubing's first feeling when she regained consciousness. The biting coldness of the sea seems to be still stuck in the bone marrow, with a salty rusty smell. She opened her eyes suddenly, and the dazzling incandescent light made her squint instantly. The smell of disinfectant washed into my nose. It's not sea water... It's a hospital? Memories came in like fragments - the deafening explosion, the tilting deck, the screaming people, the dark and cold water swallowing her up.
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