Chapter 1337: Index Explosion

Lucy was soon able to freely use her abilities in terms of electromagnetic forces. She is not in a hurry to upload the data now, and Mr. Zhang is not completely dead. She made him experience all kinds of terrible pain, because she was controlled by the absolute sanity of cells, her understanding of the human body was extremely exhaustive, and her manipulation was more precise than that of the best surgeons. Mr. Zhang, don't talk about dying early, even if you want to lose consciousness, you can't do it.

The Transcendental system has the ability to scan the surroundings, recording Mr. Zhang's tragic situation, while Lucy cuts into the Internet, uploading him to major websites on the Internet and the government agencies of the countries involved in his criminal network.

It was only three hours before three large trucks suddenly drove under the hotel. It was full of fierce people with watermelon knives, and the doorman of the hotel was so frightened when he saw this scene that he hurriedly fled, lest he run slowly and make the other party look unpleasant.

Across the road, a black homely car was parked, and a middle-aged man with a gloomy face, holding a glass full of red wine, watched the assembly at the entrance of the hotel. He drank the blood-like liquor in irritation, and stared at the Korean opposite with falcon-like eyes: "Twenty of you are dead, are you sure it's a woman there, and she's still in the room?" You'd better not lie to me, our cooperation between the two sides won't care about a pawn. ”

The South Korean opposite him is Mr. Zhang's soy sauce, and Lucy's rapid and violent killing makes it difficult for him to calm down. He swore that there was only one woman there, and that it was the woman they had operated on to deliver the medicine.

"Made, could it be that these sticks kidnapped a master who investigated them, and the other party planted a big heel, and then came back to take revenge?" The middle-aged man in the car was a local bigwig, he had a business cooperation with Mr. Zhang, and now he knew that Mr. Zhang was in the hotel with other people's pots, and his opponents were very rampant, and he had killed several of his younger brothers before.

Lucy was soon able to freely use her abilities in terms of electromagnetic forces. She is not in a hurry to upload the data now, and Mr. Zhang is not completely dead. She made him experience all kinds of terrible pain, because she was controlled by the absolute sanity of cells, her understanding of the human body was extremely exhaustive, and her manipulation was more precise than that of the best surgeons. Mr. Zhang, don't talk about dying early, even if you want to lose consciousness, you can't do it.

The Transcendental system has the ability to scan the surroundings, recording Mr. Zhang's tragic situation, while Lucy cuts into the Internet, uploading him to major websites on the Internet and the government agencies of the countries involved in his criminal network.

It was only three hours before three large trucks suddenly drove under the hotel. It was full of fierce people with watermelon knives, and the doorman of the hotel was so frightened when he saw this scene that he hurriedly fled, lest he run slowly and make the other party look unpleasant.

Across the road, a black homely car was parked, and a middle-aged man with a gloomy face, holding a glass full of red wine, watched the assembly at the entrance of the hotel. He drank the blood-like liquor in irritation, and stared at the Korean opposite with falcon-like eyes: "Twenty of you are dead, are you sure it's a woman there, and she's still in the room?" You'd better not lie to me, our cooperation between the two sides won't care about a pawn. ”

The South Korean opposite him is Mr. Zhang's soy sauce, and Lucy's rapid and violent killing makes it difficult for him to calm down. He swore that there was only one woman there, and that it was the woman they had operated on to deliver the medicine.

"Made, could it be that these sticks kidnapped a master who investigated them, and the other party planted a big heel, and then came back to take revenge?" The middle-aged man in the car was a local bigwig, he had a business cooperation with Mr. Zhang, and now he knew that Mr. Zhang was in the hotel with other people's pots, and his opponents were very rampant, and he had killed several of his younger brothers before.

Lucy was soon able to freely use her abilities in terms of electromagnetic forces. She is not in a hurry to upload the data now, and Mr. Zhang is not completely dead. She made him experience all kinds of terrible pain, because she was controlled by the absolute sanity of cells, her understanding of the human body was extremely exhaustive, and her manipulation was more precise than that of the best surgeons. Mr. Zhang, don't talk about dying early, even if you want to lose consciousness, you can't do it.

The Transcendental system has the ability to scan the surroundings, recording Mr. Zhang's tragic situation, while Lucy cuts into the Internet, uploading him to major websites on the Internet and the government agencies of the countries involved in his criminal network.

It was only three hours before three large trucks suddenly drove under the hotel. It was full of fierce people with watermelon knives, and the doorman of the hotel was so frightened when he saw this scene that he hurriedly fled, lest he run slowly and make the other party look unpleasant.

Across the road, a black homely car was parked, and a middle-aged man with a gloomy face, holding a glass full of red wine, watched the assembly at the entrance of the hotel. He drank the blood-like liquor in irritation, and stared at the Korean opposite with falcon-like eyes: "Twenty of you are dead, are you sure it's a woman there, and she's still in the room?" You'd better not lie to me, our cooperation between the two sides won't care about a pawn. ”

The South Korean opposite him is Mr. Zhang's soy sauce, and Lucy's rapid and violent killing makes it difficult for him to calm down. He swore that there was only one woman there, and that it was the woman they had operated on to deliver the medicine.

"Made, could it be that these sticks kidnapped a master who investigated them, and the other party planted a big heel, and then came back to take revenge?" The middle-aged man in the car was a local bigwig, he had a business cooperation with Mr. Zhang, and now he knew that Mr. Zhang was in the hotel with other people's pots, and his opponents were very rampant, and he had killed several of his younger brothers before.

Lucy was soon able to freely use her abilities in terms of electromagnetic forces. She is not in a hurry to upload the data now, and Mr. Zhang is not completely dead. She made him experience all kinds of terrible pain, because she was controlled by the absolute sanity of cells, her understanding of the human body was extremely exhaustive, and her manipulation was more precise than that of the best surgeons. Mr. Zhang, don't talk about dying early, even if you want to lose consciousness, you can't do it.

The Transcendental system has the ability to scan the surroundings, recording Mr. Zhang's tragic situation, while Lucy cuts into the Internet, uploading him to major websites on the Internet and the government agencies of the countries involved in his criminal network.

It was only three hours before three large trucks suddenly drove under the hotel. It was full of fierce people with watermelon knives, and the doorman of the hotel was so frightened when he saw this scene that he hurriedly fled, lest he run slowly and make the other party look unpleasant.

Across the road, a black homely car was parked, and a middle-aged man with a gloomy face, holding a glass full of red wine, watched the assembly at the entrance of the hotel. He drank the blood-like liquor in irritation, and stared at the Korean opposite with falcon-like eyes: "Twenty of you are dead, are you sure it's a woman there, and she's still in the room?" You'd better not lie to me, our cooperation between the two sides won't care about a pawn. ”

The South Korean opposite him is Mr. Zhang's soy sauce, and Lucy's rapid and violent killing makes it difficult for him to calm down. He swore that there was only one woman there, and that it was the woman they had operated on to deliver the medicine.

"Made, could it be that these sticks kidnapped a master who investigated them, and the other party planted a big heel, and then came back to take revenge?" The middle-aged man in the car was a local bigwig, he had a business cooperation with Mr. Zhang, and now he knew that Mr. Zhang was in the hotel with other people's pots, and his opponents were very rampant, and he had killed several of his younger brothers before.

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