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

"Flossie Wright, can't you ever be sensible?!"


Glenn Hutchinson suppressed his rage but could not hide the concern that seeped from the depths of his eyes.


Glancing at him sideways, Flossie Wright curled her lips and said, "Testing the quality."


To smash up the wardrobe just to test its quality?


"First aid kit." With a dark face, he inspected the injury as Glenn Hutchinson ordered in a deep voice.


"Don't have one." Flossie Wright lowered her eyes and answered without lifting her head.


With a heavy frown, Glenn Hutchinson glared at her furiously.


I've never seen someone so asking for a beating!


If she weren't Flossie Wright, he really wanted to scold her fiercely!


Flossie Wright raised her eyebrows, fearless and adding fuel to the fire.


The air pressure around them dropped suddenly, and Glenn Hutchinson's aura intensified; even though Flossie Wright didn't feel much pressure, she sensed his mood.


Chapter 1257: Come to Me if You Have Any Complaints (1)_1