In the stuffy tank car that was pulled by the locomotive and moved with clang clang clang, Wei Ran and Jack had a plank bed that was used as a seat to themselves.
"Victor, are you an idiot? Why did you return those two rings to him?"
Jack complained while looking at the newly added watch on his wrist. , "I thought you would throw them out, and the man named Morgan didn't say thank you at all."
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War Photographer’s Notes Chapter 615: The Wolf Who Dare Not Open his Mouth
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