After preparing a meal, I followed Director Wang to the audio-visual classroom.

There were only Zhang Fu and two armed policemen in the huge audio-visual classroom.

Zhang Fu was already drinking ice-cold beer and looking at the Shaolin Temple. When he saw me coming, he quickly got up.

Hit by hand... hit by hand...

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