As David Hu laughed and spit out one by one, Luo Xiaotong stopped screaming or struggling, and his eyes gradually became hollow, wooden, gray, and desperate...... At the door of the office, two middle-aged men and women were dressed in St. John's Middle School

Hand hit...... Hand hit......

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