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How Young Master Quan Pursues His Wife

This is a hot-blooded story. This is a story of growth. # 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. # 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? # 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 # [The Chapter of Passion] "Relying on oneself is too exhausting. Having a belief makes life a bit easier." ——What is your belief? ——You.

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005, I am a person who must avenge any grievance_3

All the people in the squadron are die-hard fans of Mo Shangjun.

With a bit of doubt, Yu Yitong was somewhat incredulous, his voice a bit heavy, "Originally, the ten of us were all taken down by her. But today, her performance is somewhat unsatisfactory."

There was a hidden meaning in his words, suggesting an attempt to pry information about Mo Shangjun from Lin Qi.

Lin Qi thought for a moment, "That, you'll have to ask her."

Mo Shangjun was moving too slowly, and she was somewhat concerned about it.

After all, Mo Shangjun should have had the ability to completely outclass them.

However, she had been leisurely following behind, keeping herself in the middle of the crowd, and it was unclear what she was intending.

Yu Yitong nodded slightly, knowing he couldn't inquire too much, so he didn't ask further.