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

Accompanying the deep inquiry, Glenn Hutchinson's figure appeared at the entrance.


The open Dormitory door had already let in a cold draft leaving the room without a trace of warmth, yet for some reason, the moment Glenn stepped in, everyone in the Dormitory felt an eerie chill blowing from behind them.


Standing at the door, Glenn Hutchinson cut an impressive figure, tall and upright in his army training uniform. An ordinary training uniform, when worn by him, inexplicably gained a touch of texture, its edges sharp, as if squarely slamming against the onlooker.


They noticed the insignia on his shoulder.


The equipment in the Dormitory was very old, even the lighting was dim and fuzzy. Glenn's sharply defined face was haloed by the light, but his stern and dangerous eyes were clear for all to see.


A wind blew through, mixed with snowflakes, whirling behind him in disarray.


Chapter 1403: The Sly Big Cheater Part 2 (1)_1