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

Becca Reyes sat down slowly against a tree in the distance, pressing against her chest, as she looked at the fallen corpses.


She was too exhausted from running and needed some time to recover.


Both her body and mind were in desperate need of adjustment.


The empty gun lay beside her. She took deep breaths, grabbed the rifle she had managed to keep hold of during the frenzied escape, and then checked the ammunition in the magazine to make sure she wouldn't need to reload at a crucial moment.


However, drained and having relaxed unexpectedly after a prolonged period of tension, she failed to notice the steps approaching her.


The gun pressed against her temple was accompanied by a foreign accent, stuttering but stern and threatening.


Becca Reyes immediately stopped checking her rifle.


Quickly, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a shadow approach—an unfamiliar pirate who snatched away her rifle and earpiece, eying her predatorily.


Chapter 1293: Letting You Show Off (3)_1