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Or et FEU

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que feriez-vous si vous deviez eménagé dans un autre pays et que vous deviez affronter la vie que votre père a tous tracé avant de mourir??
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Après la mort de son père, un grand baron de la drogue, lors d' une mission, vas t'il réussire a récupéré l'entreprise ?

bonne lecture a tous !!Todos los derechos reservados

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