Fruit Shop Bottle

She is a legend in the world of mercenaries.
She is a myth in the realm of snipers.
The queen of mercenaries in her previous life, betrayed by a trusted friend in a crisis, she lost her life.
Reincarnated in her present life, she became a newbie lost in the bottom rung, only to rise to glory again!
Assigned as a procurement officer? With a heavy burden on her shoulders, she can still take out the elites in a flash!
Doubting her shooting skills? With one shot, she can make you pee in your pants!
Trapped by love? She can reject her fiance without a second thought!
In a life steeped in iron and blood, she forged her legend.
But-
Why did that overbearing, handsome, friendless captain suddenly announce to her, "I will control your life and I will protect you!”
And so, on the road to legendary glory, she even managed to find some time for a romance.
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In this world, some are displaced and some are homeless, but she was moved by this country and found a sense of belonging.
Therefore, she was willing to protect this country, just like she had once protected her own life.
[Hot Blooded Chapter]
There's a legend that in Eastlandia there is a mysterious team-
In the desert, the jungle, the maritime territories, the sky, they excel in triphibious combat. People see them as ghosts, capable of anything.
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A drill, a surprise attack, a massacre.
The sneak attack did not last more than two minutes.
Flossie Wright leaned against a doorway, her expression calm, “Playing so ruthlessly, aren’t you afraid of causing resentment?”
Inside the room, Hutchinson, after extracting the information he wanted, blew the head off of the last living witness with one shot.
Upon hearing this, his eyebrows lifted, his voice careless yet particularly arrogant, “Those who should resent, already do. What do a couple more count for?”
“......”

The Ace Sniper Wife

The old man of the Wright Family had served in the military and was familiar with the current state of the Forces. Serving in a regular unit usually meant there was no need to worry about life-threating situations.


In their line of work, surviving and rescuing others in the unpredictable sea always involved risking their lives.


No one could guarantee that a few years later, they could return a living Flossie Wright to the old man.


It's not that they feared the probable, but the improbable.


What if something unforeseen happened to Flossie Wright?


Moreover, Flossie Wright was a woman. There was no need to assign her the arduous mission of protecting the people.


"Let's not worry for now," Bard Walker said soothingly after a long contemplation, "The final outcome still depends on her decision."


The ultimate decision in this matter still lay with Flossie Wright.


Chapter 1096: The Old Master of the Night (2)_1