"Ahhhh!"

"Ahhhh!"

The treble gradually turns to the bass and slowly disappears.

"Uncle!"

Jun Chang smiled and turned around and said, "You can understand your nephew's intention now..."

He gradually closed his mouth because Gu Tianxing, who was standing behind him, was skewed on the ground in the shape of a "卍" font, bleeding from his seven orifices and foaming at his mouth.

The lens is pulled away.

Vice Leader Peng and others from the station, and all millions of soldiers in the school fell to the ground.

"Why."

Jun Changxiao squatted down and put his hand on Uncle Gu's face, allowing him to close his eyes when he fainted, then squatted in place, holding his head and said, "I used to sing the purple gold hammer, why is there nothing wrong with it!"

The system said: "I don't know this."
Chapter completed!