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

In just a short moment, the two had stealthily approached the vicinity of the abandoned factory.


"Damn, this place is too easy to defend."


Scanning the lonely structure standing on the open ground, Liang Zhiqiong couldn't help but click her tongue in amazement.


Mo Shangjun glanced at her, remaining silent.


Although there were weeds growing nearby, who knows what the abandoned factory used to do that caused a radius of about ten meters around it to be completely barren, without a blade of grass.


With just a person stationed at each entrance, anyone poking their head out would just be an easy target—they'd simply open fire... That would be quite a spectacle.


The only consolation was that, although there were only two of them, the enemy didn't have many people either. At a glance, no one could be seen on the first floor, only on some part of the second floor stood a bald man.


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