Fruit Store's Bottle

This is a hot-blooded story.
This is a story of growth.
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Mo Shangjun, after an extraordinary encounter with a cunning fox, was as beautiful as a vase.
Rumor had it, she was capricious, crafty, a living rogue!
Ya Tianxing, the mysterious captain of the Ace Special Warfare, was as handsome as a devil.
Rumor had it, he was callous, brutal, a living tyrant!
In reality—
Both were high-level "appearance supremacists"!
The day they met, she was hanging onto Ace's shoulder with a hooligan’s flair, yet her words were earnestly persuasive, "If you want me, it's not impossible, but first, you've got to pay with your charm!"
"Deal!"
The gavel came down.
Thus, the emotional journey of the old fox and the young rogue began amidst a different type of fervor.
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This is the story of two fiends, and when fiends clash head-on, if they want to avoid a life-or-death struggle, then the only option is to enjoy a thorough feast!
This is also a story of youthful ardor, with blood and tears. When the youth facing no regrets meets an increasingly powerful nation, what reason do we have not to be passionately stirred?
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We love our country, so we have no regrets drenching our past weaknesses with sweat;
We love our country, so we selflessly guard the lives of strangers with our blood.
——Mo Shangjun
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[The Chapter of Passion]
"Relying on oneself is too exhausting. Having a belief makes life a bit easier."
——What is your belief?
——You.

How Young Master Quan Pursues His Wife

The Second Platoon survived in numbers, one-third higher than the First Platoon.


The competition specifically sought by the First Platoon ended in defeat.


As Mo Shangjun came down from the high platform with her sniper rifle, she bumped into Chen Ke, who had just learned the outcome.


Chen Ke, who had seen everything clearly from the periphery, gave her a displeased look as soon as he saw her.


"Well, well, Vice Platoon Leader Mo," Chen Ke said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, forcing himself to offer what seemed like insincere praise, "The Second Platoon has made rapid progress."


Mo Shangjun looked as if it was only to be expected, "Thanks for letting us."


Chen Ke continued to smile, but inwardly he cursed furiously: Brazen and shameless.


068, Such a stance! Such an array! Such a style! _1