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Yue Qun had no chance to start "exercise", his body suddenly went soft, and the corners of his mouth kept spilling white foam and food residues. His eyes were round, but he could not make a sound. After twitching his hands and feet, he rolled his eyes and did not move any more. Angina felt his carotid artery quite professionally to confirm his death, then stood up and gracefully put on her Burgundy pajamas, tied the belt into a beautiful double-ear bow, and combed her black hair well in front of the huge full-length mirror in the room. Then she finally noticed Jiang Ming, who had just liberated her hands and was grabbing a sheet to block her body, and shook her head helplessly. Jiang Ming, who has participated in all kinds of high-level foreign affairs activities since he could walk, found that he could not cope with the situation freely. It was hard to say whether it was shame, embarrassment or other strange emotions. In short, it was not so much worrying about his own safety as being shocked by Angelina's neat and professional. She bit her lip and tried to steady her voice. "Thank you …" She did not even know how to address Angina-as Jiang Hantao's daughter, she could not call her "Your Majesty"; as the object of rescue, she could not help calling the other party "Miss Angina", which was too difficult. Angela laughed and shook a finger with a ring on it. "Su Chaoyu has been calling me'sister 'in order to make me happy. You are his little sister,Dissolved Gas Flotation, so you might as well be like him.". He's a good man. I like him very much. In the year of "Selling Gold Action", Jiang Ming was less than ten years old and a girl. Therefore, her family would not tell her about the past of "Daisy" and "David" in any case. She did not know what the blue-haired eldest brother had to do with the beautiful "Her Majesty". However, Angela was obviously several years older than her, and it was not a loss to call her "sister". She immediately nodded: "Thank you, sister." Smiling,wall penstocks, Angelina approached the big bed without shoes, still graceful in every step of her barefoot, and said softly, like a charming cat, "Tonight, I need someone to sleep on the bed for me. Can you help me with this?" Although they are all women, and Jiang Ming is 200% sure that he likes free and tough or gentle young men, and is not interested in women, but Angelina's charm is still irresistible. Jiang Ming's reason made her ask, "Why?" But in the heart actually seems to have a lovely mole to shout all the time: "Promise her, promise her!"! It's a crime to refuse such a sister! Say yes! Angela smiled but did not answer, and the hands that seemed to be able to speak gently helped Jiang Ming straighten the sheet that had been wrapped up at random, lamella tube ,filter nozzle, so that it wrapped her body firmly and beautifully, like a post-modern dress. Then, Angela took Jiang Ming's hand and left the room with the dead. Jiang Ming's heart was pounding, but he found himself powerless to refuse. She felt vaguely that this unrealistically beautiful woman was worthy of trust, at least that she had just saved her life. Her Majesty's bedroom was silent, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance. Jiang Ming accidentally stepped on a soft thing, realized that it was someone's arm or calf, tried to look down at the moment, only felt dizzy, heavy eyelids like hanging a weight. Exhaustion crept from her bones, her body softened, and then she was picked up by a pair of warm and strong hands. She heard a man say softly, "Well done, my little thirteen." Jiang Ming fell into a sweet and comfortable darkness, and the nightmare was over. 221. Jiang Yang felt that he must have had a nightmare. Half an hour ago, they escorted Zhuo back to the old city. The other side kept his promise. Before entering the eastern and imperial areas where Zhuo's family was heavily defended, he gave a three-dimensional key made of special materials to the young commander with amber hair. Lieutenant General Ling Yi, agents of the Ministry of National Security or Jiang Yang, who had seen it at close range, could be sure that it was true. But it couldn't open the damn black security terminal-no matter how you turned the key, the terminal stayed on the startup screen and refused to release anything except routine safety instructions. It's a trick! Ling Yi carefully asked the agent holding the defense terminal, but he knew nothing about it. Jiang Yang, who had received top-secret training to start the defense terminal, found that the operation steps engraved in his mind could not be started at all. The only thing he could do was to keep turning the key or touching the machine carefully with his fingers, hoping to start a new fingerprint verification program by chance. Seeing this, Su Chaoyu and Ling Han, who were not good at this kind of thing at all, retreated tacitly and prepared for the next battle. Meng Fan contacted the friendly forces fighting in other parts of the city, Lin Yanchen and Hua Qixuan, who had successfully rescued the trapped people and members of the Flying Leopard Division. Now, with the help of Huo Sisi, they are concentrating their efforts on attacking Zhuo's "churches" in various parts of the city one by one. The defense command center of the capital was almost paralyzed, the defenders who did not belong to the elite of the Zhuo family were disorganized, and the encirclement, pursuit and interception of the Jiangyang Army were inefficient. In addition, the so-called "rebels" and they were all imperial soldiers, sharing the same uniforms, logos and communication habits. In the dark rainy night, it was difficult to identify each other unless they were interrogated face to face. Many times,Belt Filter Press, Lin Yanchen's team passed by the garrison. The deputy member of the team saluted with a smile, and the other party returned the salute and left. According to Major General Hua Qixuan, "The dove of peace in the sky flew over again and again." 。 khnwatertreatment.com

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