On the Edge of Pure

Especially the meteorological bureau's warning, tonight there might be a once-in-a-century torrential rainstorm. The distant horizon is shrouded in thick clouds, and faintly, scorching lightning flashes intermittently, as if tearing open a gap in the darkness. The rumble of thunder rolls ominously.,That stuff definitely kills cancer cells, but the corpse attracts flies like crazy.,"It can't be this guy He Sai who bought it, right"。