Chapter 89

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If such a thing happened, how could that little girl survive? Would she become distorted and dark from then on? Would it be her fault if she fell into the mud... No, he couldn't. Although he was a bad person who had committed a lot of crimes, he still had some conscience. At that time, he turned the car around and was ready to drive back to the telephone pavilion where he abandoned her. It was a pity that his nature of being a road i***t had flared up again. At that moment, he suddenly hated himself very much. Why didn't he train his sense of direction since childhood? He could no longer find the place where the little girl was before, nor the telephone pavilion. He drove the Bugatti Veyron through the streets and alleys of City C until the rain stopped, and the sun shone golden. It

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