In the end, the mess was not finished . : Dead dead, run away, the police killed people...
PS: I want to learn the flying poker there
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I want to learn the flying poker there.
Darius 2022-03-23 09:01:47
The theme is basically still a professional killer, but this time, people from all walks of life have been dispatched: some are planning to seduce, some are going to make up, some are changing faces, and some are doing hard work... The police are completely supporting roles. The first group died before they got there, and they were killed by the three Nazi guys before they got there. Later, it was discovered that it was a coincidence-the three guys wanted to get a car... Then it was a mess: the FBI and the The police got right in the elevator; the three boys were killed by the renegade bodyguard; the chick didn't go upstairs, and got involved with the bodyguard; Yi Rong's was about to start when the special police arrived...
In the end, the mess was not finished . : Dead dead, run away, the police killed people...
PS: I want to learn the flying poker there
In the end, the mess was not finished . : Dead dead, run away, the police killed people...
PS: I want to learn the flying poker there
Extended Reading
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Sharice Watters: Let me ask you a question. Y'all let hoochies like stay up in here? I mean, 'cause y'all must be burning sheets by the ton.
Hotel Receptionist: Well...
Sharice Watters: As a female, that shit right there don't get you? Okay, it's bitches like that they reason why niggas don't pay our species any mind! They don't respect us? Yeah, we just meat for male consumption. Pieces of ass and pussy. Something pretty in lipstick and eyeliner that can suck a fucking cock!
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Georgia Sykes: Once I'm inside, I'm putting chrome to Israel's head and backing out hot. Anybody get gully, you know.
Sharice Watters: I'm gonna grip and rip. I got some handloads up here ready to put some niggas out. Trust me.
Georgia Sykes: Just remember it's more of a rescue than a rampage, all right?
Sharice Watters: Hey, come on, man. You know I had bring big mama through.
Georgia Sykes: You got the .50 up?
Sharice Watters: Sure do.
Georgia Sykes: What the fuck? What the fuck are you trying to shoot? A jumbo jet out of the sky? Blast down the moon?
Sharice Watters: Any of these niggas make one false move, these bitches taking dirt naps. I ain't trying to be up here all day. And I tell you what. That bitch-ass fed get in the way, RIP, nigga.