Fake Master Raiders Guide

Feng slowly inserted his hand into his pocket, and when he got hold of something in his pocket, he took a long breath and turned his head to look out the window.

The night outside the window is just right. When standing on a high place and looking down, it will give people a sense of the pinnacle of controlling everything, as if he is stepping on the shoulders of this city, overlooking all living beings.

Who wouldn't love such a view?

So, Zheng Feng took out the things he had hidden for a long time from his pocket.

"That's it." Zheng Feng said softly, "It's a little thing I recorded before."

Brother Zhang took it suspiciously, plugged it into the computer, and started playing the video inside.

After watching for a few seconds, the expression on Brother Zhang's face instantly changed from cloudy to clear. He knocked on the table and asked happily, "What's going on?"

"I sang with Huo Lianshan in a bar before." Zheng Feng obviously didn't want to explain too much, but just vaguely said: "The bar has surveillance cameras. Sometimes I find it interesting, so I record the surveillance."

After a pause, Zheng Feng asked, "Brother Zhang, can these things... be used?"

"Yes, it's very capable." Brother Zhang swept away the rage just now, rubbed his hands instead, and watched the video on the computer excitedly. Like a faded beauty, she looked greedily at the computer and murmured, "Tomorrow, wait until tomorrow, I will give them a big gift during the competition."

The author has something to say: Pre-received article: "Forbidden Boy"

At the age of 17, a student transferred from Maosheng High School, white and soft, well-behaved and thin, immediately fell into Siming's eyes.

The primary school committee is good, the only bad thing is that he doesn't like boys.

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On the third day when Lu Yuanyuan transferred to a noble school, he lost 3000 yuan in class fees.

His roommate lost money for him. In return, he would do homework for him every day, wash underwear, and be on call like a babysitter.

Until one day, he went to the basketball court to deliver water, and heard his roommate's good friends laughing and discussing him.

"You said it's a long way to go, and you've been played around by Siming. He still doesn't know that he's already got his money back."

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He ran hundreds of kilometers, his face was numb by the evening wind, just to smoke a cigarette downstairs in your house and look at your undarkened windows.

No one knows how much he wants to climb up from here, catch you, and enter you.

Lovely, innocent, innocent, kind, primary school committee member×gentle scum, black-bellied, vicious, ruthless, and crazy