I am not a savior. It was a boy, tall, with bare arms, muscles spreading, dark skin, sharp eyes, and a scabbard-like side face, like a retired special forces. With such a shape, the appearance would have been quite amazing, but this guy's trouser leg is now sticking to the thick phlegm with blood, which is funny. also blames Brother Tiger's marksmanship for being too accurate, impartial and impartial, and hitting the trouser leg. The boy endured it in the end...

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