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1946.【Month】Too Tired 17

"Movie? Stephen Chow?"

"Oh, it's just something from our time anyway, and you wouldn't even understand it!"

"..."

Just when our discussion was in full swing, a dark shadow flashed between the two of them like a gust of wind. Before I could figure out what happened, he was knocked out and spun around several times, and the back of his head banged.

There was a sound as he hit a wall behind him.

When I came back to my senses, I saw clearly that the person running away just now was a person. With a "whoosh" sound, another black shadow passed by. Then, the figure kept passing by "whoosh, whew, whizz", just like killing an enemy on the battlefield.

People were rushing forward, and soon the spacious road became completely dark...[

What's going on?

I held my aching head and realized that we had entered the city. I carefully walked through the crowd and walked to Sima Yang on the opposite side: "What's going on?"

Sima Yang was also surprised. He shook his head and grabbed a person who ran past him: "Brother, what happened?"

The stranger struggled for a moment and was stunned. As soon as the conversation started, he started chattering like a sparrow: "Don't you know? The daughter of the Kimura family is throwing embroidery balls in the south square of the city today to attract a bride!"

Faint! Tossing a hydrangea to attract a bride, someone with a rich family is not afraid of throwing a pockmark!


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