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Chapter Five Hundred and One Do Not Fall(2/2)

despair

Su Haoran's soles stepped on the roof of the car and made a soft click, which instantly attracted the attention of the six people in the melee.

Mecha, our people

Hahaha headquarters sent another mecha god, Hua Guoniu, please surrender quickly.

Hua Guoniu, surrender, your companions have died in the battle, do you want to die too?

The five masters who were besieging the woman stopped their movements and surrounded the woman. At this time, the besieged woman was exhausted and panting. There were many wounds on her body. The clothes on her shoulders had collapsed, revealing a small piece of smooth fragrance.

His shoulders were covered with blood, and his body was stained with blood.

Thinking, wanting me to surrender, the dreaming woman's aura was very unstable, and her face was extremely pale, but her big watery eyes showed perseverance, and her long messy hair fell down by her ears, and there were still strands of hair stained

on her cheek.

Ta-ta-ta

Su Haoran secretly laughed in his heart at this moment. He didn't expect that he would be regarded as an accomplice by his enemies. This is a great thing.

Chen Xin'er and Su Haoran called the woman's name in Chinese, and then said in English: You really don't want to surrender. If you don't surrender, you will probably die tonight.

Chen Xin'er turned her head to look at Su Haoran, her lips pursed slightly, and there was a trace of death wish in her eyes.

If you don't surrender, you are sent to die by the boss of your organization this time. You actually refuse to surrender, don't you regret it? Su Haoran asked.

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