It wasn't until 3:40 a.m. that Jiangcheng's nightlife finally came to an end, and except for the commercial area where nightclubs gathered, the rest of the place fell into tranquility.

The night spread out over Jiangcheng like thick ink, and the street lamps stood quietly on the empty streets, exuding a dim and soft light.

A black car slowly drove into the factory gate, and after the gate closed, another silver-gray car stopped at the ......

Chapter 170 Shen Kite's mouth hurts is hitting with his hand, please wait a while,

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