Nora Smith's face gave birth to some displeasure, condescending to look at the person in front of him, and said with both hands around him: "Why are you?"

Joseph turned his wrist and looked up at Nora Smith. "I just want to play a joke on you. Who knew you shot so hard?"

Said, and he extended his palm to Nora Smith. "It's over, I won't leave any sequelae. If this is the case, you must be responsible for me."

Nora Smith sipped his mouth helplessly: "Who told you to follow me?"

And if Joseph hadn't spoken out in time, Nora Smith might have beaten people up.

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