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... verted buckle, the sky was extremely low, heavy and the air was stuffy and the congested cars line went as slow as a slug, creeping forward little by little.
After several consecutive shifts, he was also suffocated in a small compartment blown up by the car heating. He was feeling dizzy and swollen and He Gu traffic jam was like blocking him from being upset. He and his car moved forward like a tortoise while still using his mobile phone to communicate with his subordinates. Trying to ca ...
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