I clung to the edge of the cargo box to keep myself from being hit on the head and bleeding, but the corpses in the carriage were overwhelmingly smashing at me, and I was so angry that if I caught the driver, I would never spare him. The sound of the siren is getting closer and closer, more and more dense, it seems that this time the police are on fire, and soon after a violent braking sound came, piercing my eardrum and hurting, my whole body is like this...

Chapter 92 of "This Master is Not Too Cold" fell into a trap and was hit by her hand, please wait a while,

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