And the military and political dignitaries of the southern border gathered in the lobby, and the lights were flickering, reflecting on their sad faces, which looked quite eerie.

"What to do? Our army's food is almost gone, and it won't be more than half a month at most! ”

"Our department is even worse, it can only last for three days at most, and the food is empty, how can we command the soldiers? It's a hassle! ......

Chapter 97 of "The Mad Doctor of the World" is going to peace talks is in the middle of a hand-to-hand fight, please wait a moment,

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