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the second piece of white paper to ashes, and he thought about it for a while, took out a pocket watch from his chest pocket, and checked the time.

“Seven hours left? Too late, too late…Aha!”

“Dear Your Highness, beautiful lady, let’s play a little game!”

Chapter 158

Dog Men 西安夜网论坛 and Women Medland Glory Calendar, September 26, 1379, early morning.

Tonight, Mutesiste is obviously in a bad mood.

There is only a ray of waning moon in the sky.

The cyan moonlight was dim and weak, but it still ruled the entire night sky. A few thin clouds were dyed light cyan by the moonlight, and the entire night sky was like a large piece of cyan glass, which was extremely clear.

To the west of Lofgang, along the winding and bumpy sea cliffs for eleven or two miles, a large citrus grove surrounds a small village called “Octopus Eye”.

A small village with a weird name can have more than 300 households, with a permanent population of approximately 1,350.

The villagers of octopus eyes are the same as the townspeople of Lovegang. They have the most simple and honest survival philosophy-less 新西安夜网 than half a mile outside the small village, there is a secret small bay’octopus leg ‘With the efforts of the villagers, the obscure’octopus leg’ bay has become a busy smuggling hot spot.

At about one o’clock in the morning, outside of Octopus Eye Village, in the backyard of a delicate three-story building, a citrus tree full of half-green and half-yellow fruits swayed rhythmically.

In the quiet yard, two wild 西安夜生活网 cats, a male and a female, chased by one after another, making a faint “meow” sound.

After the citrus tree swayed back and forth for about half an hour, with the sound of a few oranges falling to the ground, a deep and emotional sound came from under the dark citrus tree.

After another quarter of an hour, the senior intelligence officer of the Imperial Navy’s Overseas Hydrographic Data Investigation 西安耍耍网 Bureau, the beautiful Ms. Henie Wei, and the handsome Mr. Marcos came out one after another under the citrus