724 A Neverending Tag Game 4yr

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Naga-ashi kept its head down. Its brown hair glissaded down its ear and veiled half of its face.
The soft and docile side of the duoluozhong had once again taken the stage. It sat by the roadside silently. When it was not at work, it looked just like an ordinary duoluozhong.
"We were neighbors." Timo finally lit up a poorly-produced cigarette after Lin Sanjiu handed him a lighter. He took a long drag on the toxic roll and puffed out a ring of smoke. The poisonous chemical from the roll tainted the air and assaulted their eyes and nostrils. The smell was so strong that it even overwhelmed the stench from the garbage truck. 
"It was a makeshift iron shack that could be brought down easily by removing several bolts," he said, pointing to a parking lot in the distance, "You would use a curtain to mark your own spot and a single iron shack could hold three to four families. A person like you who has the ability to buy a house with 300 acres is considered rare even amongst posthumans, let