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

A cry brimming with surprise and doubt.


Five people in a row, instantly silent, swallowing nervously.


After a moment of hesitation, someone spoke uncertainly, "Could it be, we've been discovered?"


The Type 88 sniper rifle fired bullet after bullet, met with the alarm of their helmets and plumes of smoke rising in the dark.


"Yes, I'm smoked out," someone agreed, disheartened.


The first to voice their confusion, after a pause, admitted, "Alright, I'm hit too."


In less than a minute, before the five had time to react, they fell in an utterly calm manner.


They were dumbfounded, their faces turning ghostly pale as they sat back-to-back on the ground, as if pondering the meaning of life.


"She's headed for our company, isn't she?" someone sighed, the tone nearly numb.


114, Why are you so sarcastic?!_1