A week later, with the billowing gas, a huge cruise ship slowly passed by the Pacific Ocean. On the lower deck of the cruise ship, Hoffa, dressed in a black hunting suit, wakes up from the cargo in the cabin. As soon as he woke up, he was faced with the irritability of his left hand.

"You're a shit shit!"

The left hand chattered at Hoffa: "I slept in the bottom cabin for a week, and ate black bread for a week, are you still human!?

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