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Chapter 4332 : Fight 1

The weather is good today and the spring is good;

Qiming Square is filled with gongs and drums, and golden dragons are dancing, making it very lively;

A big umbrella is placed on top, with subtitles, showing various stories, customs and celebrations on February 2nd.

At the beginning of the event, there were people inside and outside, and the atmosphere was very good...

But now, outside Qiming Square, including those on the other side of the road,[

Most of the attention is attracted by a circle surrounded by many people at the door;

Even the guests in Qiming Square were attracted by many.

I was ready to move, and some people really went out to see what was going on.

Under the Huabiao, looking at the more and more activities recorded on the Huabiao, the most eye-catching column is naturally the large-scale anti-terrorism exercise on January 6;

I seemed to see all kinds of smiles, sweat and blood from the naming of Chengqi Hotel to the opening of the business to the present.

Nothing is easy in the world;

And I will also face a more difficult challenge!

After waking up, I took an idea and walked towards the crowd watching.

There are many Chinese people, and there is never a shortage of onlookers or public opinion.

I once again stood at the forefront of public opinion.

I don’t know, how will public opinion deal with me this time?

"Get out of the way!"

"There is always the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same as the same

The crowd was in a stir, and they made a tortuous way out of it.

It goes straight to the dragon pond and tiger den, the mother tiger who eats children.

The people around me were quieter, and looked at me with all kinds of doubts.

It is even hotter than spring, making me think it is summer ahead of schedule.

Several wild reporters immediately turned the camera at me and even prepared to interview me?

But it was blocked by the security guard and it failed.

"Mr. Duan, Mr. Zhuang is here. If you have anything to say to her."

The security guard was sweating coldly, and he was still trying hard to persuade him.

I walked forward steadily through eighteen bends of path paved by human hearts, and glanced around me.

A piece of open space of about ten square meters was formed among the crowd.

Duan Qin sat on the ground, her white hair was scratching messy, and her clothes were a little dirty.

It's a pity that our hotel is too busy and too little dust. Her move is not very successful

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