It's night.

on the carpet in the living room.

A group of young people staggered to see the spies on the screen, and the sound of potato chips chewing could be heard from time to time.

"There are no new movies recently, and there are no new chases."

"Look at the previous one, the economy is down, and now no one shoots these things."

After these words, the atmosphere of the entire villa reached an all-time low, and everyone was immersed in the sadness of not chasing a new fan.

"My Funeral Is Not Quite Right" Chapter 132 Give Me Back the Child! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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