Happy Life
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Ramzan took the pistol, nodded with grim determination, looked at Wenling one last time, and headed for the door. As he descended the steps, he said to Wenling:
"I don't like this, but a job is a job. I'll grab... the bags. Meet me in the parking lot."
And he went to get the bags for the bodies and then meet Wenling in the parking lot.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
