[The end of the world, the system, no CP, the face is paralyzed and the mouth is hard to beat the workers, the golden finger is an old machine]
You Ke, a poor guy, a lover of lying down. I just clicked on an ad before going to bed: "Secret Line, zero compulsory consumption, safe pick-up and delivery included."
People who wake up are in the city of the dead. The mobile phone is gone, the wallet is gone, and there is an elderly phone in the pocket.
Photograph. The infected disappear. So much fun. Hey-hey.
Good news: Goldfinger.
Bad news: Senior phones only have four bars of electricity.
Thanks for the invitation, I need more money to save the world. But he is not here to travel. He's here to clock out.
Come on, world, three two one, eggplant?
Mission: Believe in potential and leave no regrets