Immediately afterward, the old man asked to inspect the arms of several of them.

There is no X-shaped designation for X-tissue on the raised arm.

"Who are you here for?" the old man asked a strange question, as if what should be said first was put in the back, and what should be said later was put in the front. The tone was very vigilant, and his eyes kept looking at the five people. His words seemed to be a little inverted, but from that serious look he didn't tell that he could be an unclear person.

"Since we don't know each other's identities and purposes at the moment, why don't we both report the general identity situation and then discuss it?" Wright said bluntly and frankly.

"I'm not from the gang here, along with everyone in our village, the rest is not. The old man listened to Wright's sincere and frank words at this time, and said helplessly.

"The gangsters here, the rest of your village here are not gangsters, what does this mean?" the inquiring Bill couldn't hold back his temperament at this time.

Wright also had a puzzle in his heart at this time.

"Now you should also give a rough account of your identity. The old man also asked rhetorically at this time. He didn't seem to want to miss a single of them. For at this moment he knew very well, although the cold wind outside the village blew mercilessly on everyone like ice blades, making people shiver from time to time, and the whole body seemed to be pimples.

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