第97章 雨夜杀机（1 / 2）
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从龙虎斗出来，天空下起了雨。
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人们很多人意犹未尽，在谈论着今天的比赛。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+572X5L+u56uZ5Zyo6b6Z6JmO5paX55qE6Zeo5Y+j77yM54uC54u85Li65LuW5pKR6LW35LqG5LiA5oqK6Zuo5Lye44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>
罗修站在龙虎斗的门口，狂狼为他撑起了一把雨伞。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5LuO5Y+j6KKL6YeM5pG45Ye65LiA5pSv54Of5Y2377yM5aGe6L+b5Zi06YeM77yM54uC54u85Lqy5omL5Li65LuW54K554eD44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>
从口袋里摸出一支烟卷，塞进嘴里，狂狼亲手为他点燃。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc572X5YWI55Sf77yM5oiR5Lus6K+l6LWw5LqG44CC4oCd54uC54u86K+06YGT44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>
“罗先生，我们该走了。”狂狼说道。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+572X5L+u5bCx6YKj5qC356uZ552A77yM5Ly85LmO5oSf6KeJ5ZGo5Zu05pyJ5peg5pWw5Y+M55y8552b5Zyo5rOo6KeG552A5LuW44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>
罗修就那样站着，似乎感觉周围有无数双眼睛在注视着他。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6L+Z6YeM5piv6b6Z5r2t6JmO56m077yM5pei54S25p2l5LqG77yM5ZOq6IO96YKj5LmI5a655piT6K+06LWw5bCx6LWw5ZGi44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>
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