Meng Lianqiao licked his dry lips, and there was no superfluous expression in his cold gaze.

Several people smiled coldly, directly pressed Meng Lianqiao, and stuffed him into the car together.

If Meng Lianqiao resisted, let alone seven or eight big men, even if it was seventy or eighty, it would not be his opponent.

In order to share the hardships with me, Meng Lianqiao really did everything.

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