Noisy, crying, unconscious roars, dull pounding of tables and chairs violent collision, excited hoarse air, the sharp hiss of stool legs cut on the ground all converge in the **** sll of the blast, from the nose The eyes spurted violently.
Modi is dead.
But after his death, he found that he did not lose consciousness. Instead, he drifted out of his body slowly, and floated over the auditorium of the Second ntal Hospital in Beijing.
Modi spent ten seconds accepting the fact that he was dead and turned into a ghost. He coldly looked at his body on the ground, at his red and white **** temple, covered with black and red **** ntal illness Hospital uniforms, and ugly twisted deford ankles.
He thought he died pretty ugly, but what about this, he was pretty ugly all his life.
The doctors, nurses and deans who were still in the lobby had no idea where to go. The hall was plunged into the carnival of ntally ill people. The blood fell softly to the ground.
The body is still increasing.
At this mont, a very loud romantic music suddenly burst out of sight in this riot. Modi lifted his cold eyes and found that no one stepped on the remote control. The news broadcast screen in the center of the desk was actually adjusted. Taiwan, jumped to the China Entertainnt Channel.
On the TV, Lang has a womanish appearance, lively romance, and the petals are flying in the luxurious and luxurious Diamond Rose Auditorium. A pair of beautiful won in high-profile dresses are kissing affectionately.
When the cara scanned, Modi saw the faces of his familiar "family
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