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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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061, Extremely Nasty Nature_1

Mo Shangjun surveyed the group of men before her.

They had two days of rest, but the training was tougher than usual, and they probably knew that today's resumption of training would be somewhat different. Each of them was spirited and full of energy.

"Looks like you've had a tough couple of days," Mo Shangjun said casually, throwing out a biting remark, then raised an eyebrow and asked them, "So, can you handle it?"

"We can handle it!"

A hundred or so people shouted in unison.

Mo Shangjun stepped back without a change in her demeanor, putting a bit more distance between herself and the men, then asked in a carefree manner, "You can handle it, huh... Well then, do you still want to beat the First Squad?"

"Yes!"

Another shout rang out, deafeningly loud.

Mo Shangjun raised an eyebrow lightly, "Since that's the case, I've prepared a new training program for you..."