Sincerely, I have never seen such a shameless neuropathy that still feels super good about myself!
If I were his teammate and I didn't do anything else, I would kill him first! ! !
You said that your teammates really wanted to help you and get you out of a poor life. Before you pretended to be righteous, you categorically refused, and the COS roaring horse was yelling and jumping on the road. Everyone forgives you. Your colleague still drove to pick you up the next day. When everyone saw you, they didn't even think about killing you or anything, but just sighed: This girl is really unprofessional. Then forget about it, they go with their robbery plan, and you go as your ordinary person. Regardless of each other, it's okay. Okay. . You yourself are not tempted by huge sums of money. Decided to join them. Then you should just do bad things. If you know that you are going to do bad things, you should have the consciousness of selling your soul to the devil. Stop pretending to be a party member over there.
What if a homeless person dies? According to me, if you don't have a bad protagonist like you, it is very likely that the most sacrificed person will be the homeless person. Your team can still share the more than 40 million US dollars equally, and there will be no more casualties. But you idiot can make things as simple as straight lines look like a maze. The self-proclaimed savior of Our Lady must save the homeless man. Then, starting from this, you wear the aura of the protagonist and start killing your teammates one by one. Luring them into infighting to kill one, coercing them to kill one, burning one, blowing up one, bumping one to death.
The scene on the rooftop reminded me for some reason. The demolition households held gas bottles and shouted over there: "Don't demolish, don't come here, and if you come again, I'll die!" Then the male protagonist appeared and took out the loudspeaker: You have to believe in the party and the government! Then bang, the person on the rooftop jumped off.
Not afraid of god-like opponents, but afraid of pig-like teammates. The person who pulled you into the gang at first probably wanted to slap himself in the end, so how could he get your rat shit in.
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The following are the sad points:
I said at first that the only thing that attracted me to this film was Uncle Renault, but. . . Time is killing pigs. Uncle is no longer an uncle. He is already an uncle who has Alzheimer's disease. With that demented look, slow movements, and a little drool on the corner of his mouth, everything will be perfect. .
So, a girl's dream of an uncle was completely shattered. . .
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