Qi iron mouth to lift an eye, Zhang Qishan has a broken hand, remove the, whole hand has been stained red, he a broken hand, left to the medical officer, then will his hand ruthlessly insert whistle hole. Qi an a blank mind, nose full of bloody let him almost immediately vomit. For he was afraid to soft landing, grabbed the Gong, not to let his breath.
see Zhang Qishan body fiercely one earthquake, seemed to feel what, he has not the slightest fear, gloomy face, also don't know is not illusion, Qi beak to see him in the neck and chest, wiping a few filaments of dark red lines,Seems to be the blood of the blood in the blood of the body was brought out of the wine. Then Zhang Qishan whole arm themselves to in the coffin of fierce twist, no one can hear any, but can feel the strength of the screw, then, Zhang Qishan slowly pulls out, holding a thing.
his hands all corrupt black things, don't know is the blood, or the coffin of filth, can see he put the things into the sunset view look up.
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