This patrol envoy is just a clay-legged man, and he spent money to buy this position, which looks like a beautiful scene, but he is just a bare-bones commander with a good reputation.

He didn't understand those Western things, and all he did was to make a nondescript dance floor and invite everyone in the city to come.

Unexpectedly, I didn't figure out the way, and on the table covered with brocade on the side, there were not only pastries and red wine, but also ......

Chapter 166 of "The Past Is Invalidated" Hate the Night is hitting in the hand, please wait a while,

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