C1592 Throw out

"This …" Yang Wanhe wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead. He turned his head to look at the small, buzz cut man sitting on the sofa and thought to himself, "You should be coming out this time, right?" If you don't show up, I'll tear down the car and leave. This is the end of my mission. Next, you can play however you want. I won't be accompanying you.

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