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We're going to die.

Before Cao Ziyang could react from his panic, Ouyang Qiu, who was closest to the door, couldn't wait to open it. Then, a voice sounded out: "Cao Ziyang, you stinking person, I'm worried to death about you landlord, okay? "If you don't offer me your snacks on your knees, at the same time, you sincerely apologize