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

"Give me that woman, and you can have the hostages."


Team One was stunned for two seconds before realizing that "that woman" referred to Mo Shangjun, holding a gun.


They looked at each other in confusion and turned their gaze toward Mo Shangjun.


Just then, she tilted her head to the side, looking at them with a cold and detached gaze. With one look from her, a chill spread through their bodies.


It was as if she was laughing at them, certain they would agree to this condition.


At that moment, they heard the instructor's voice again, "Three minutes."


If they agreed, they could avoid the battle; if they didn't, a fierce fight would follow.


After all, there wouldn't be just one instructor; there could be other ambushes waiting for them.


Gradually, they started discussing, considering the viable options for this situation.


087, How can I thank you for your cooperation?_1