Liu Qiang yawned as he spoke, then turned around and walked upstairs.

Pushing open the door, I looked at the corpse covered with a white cloth on the iron bed, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Moving my wrists, I stood in front of the iron bed, took the sewing needle and made two gestures, and after confirming the feel, I lifted the white cloth.

A man who looked to be in his early twenties came into view, his face ruddy,......

Chapter 84 of "The Years I Was a Second Skin Master" Sleeping in the morgue is being hit by hand, please wait a moment,

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