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The true face of an evil man (1)
"Doodle, doodle! 」
In the dark room, the mobile phone dropped on the ground kept ringing, the spring mattress placed against the wall creaked, and a pillow flew out and hit the mobile phone impartially.
The vibration of the mobile phone finally subsided.
The man on the mattress heaved a sigh of relief greatly, turned over again and became a lying posture. Without a bedstead, his hands and feet can directly extend out of the narrow single mattress and rest on the gray wooden floor with some loose joints.
"well. . . . . . When a man began to breathe smoothly and was ready to continue to sleep soundly, the car motor suddenly sounded outside the window covered by cheap plastic curtains. Unlike a mobile phone, the loud noise goes straight to the eardrum!
"Mama of. . . . . . have you finished? Holding his hand over his ear, the man couldn't bear to sit up, and his thin blanket slipped off, revealing his naked and muscular upper body.
Although the room is dark, it is already noon. Outside, the motor of the car roared, the children laughed and scolded, and the sound of Obasan stabbing and cooking. The walls of the apartment are too thin, and voices from all directions are squeezing like dominoes.
The temple hurts. The man pulls down the blanket, scratches his head and stands up. ...
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