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She looked at him and smiled.

Yan Wushu sighed and finally let go of her hand. "Xiaoxi, I believe in you." I'm sure you'll finish the last gift.

"Thank you, Darling." Qin Xiaoxi no longer looked at him, her entire mind focused on the gun in the stove.

The wire was longer, but the longer the wire, the harder it was to cut.

Old Hu remembered that little boy, when he held the iron wire