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 rope was pulled by two trainees as they retreated backward, the more they retreated, the higher the suspended attacker was left hanging.


The two people nearby both had quick reflexes, instinctively raising their paintball guns, but right as they took aim, two words flashed through their minds—


The trainees pulling the rope from behind the tree were right in their blind spot, moreover, a bunch of bushes blocked their line of sight.


Obviously, this was a spot where the sightlines had been carefully prearranged.


Realizing this, they also sensed a strong feeling of crisis—


"If the opponent was specifically targeting them, having made preparations in advance, it would definitely be more than just a simple trap!"


But, within just a few seconds of response time, they had already lost the initiative.


377, employing such despicable and shameless tactics [San Geng]_1