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The Ace Sniper Wife

She is a legend in the world of mercenaries. She is a myth in the realm of snipers. The queen of mercenaries in her previous life, betrayed by a trusted friend in a crisis, she lost her life. Reincarnated in her present life, she became a newbie lost in the bottom rung, only to rise to glory again! Assigned as a procurement officer? With a heavy burden on her shoulders, she can still take out the elites in a flash! Doubting her shooting skills? With one shot, she can make you pee in your pants! Trapped by love? She can reject her fiance without a second thought! In a life steeped in iron and blood, she forged her legend. But- Why did that overbearing, handsome, friendless captain suddenly announce to her, "I will control your life and I will protect you!” And so, on the road to legendary glory, she even managed to find some time for a romance. # In this world, some are displaced and some are homeless, but she was moved by this country and found a sense of belonging. Therefore, she was willing to protect this country, just like she had once protected her own life. [Hot Blooded Chapter] There's a legend that in Eastlandia there is a mysterious team- In the desert, the jungle, the maritime territories, the sky, they excel in triphibious combat. People see them as ghosts, capable of anything. * A drill, a surprise attack, a massacre. The sneak attack did not last more than two minutes. Flossie Wright leaned against a doorway, her expression calm, “Playing so ruthlessly, aren’t you afraid of causing resentment?” Inside the room, Hutchinson, after extracting the information he wanted, blew the head off of the last living witness with one shot. Upon hearing this, his eyebrows lifted, his voice careless yet particularly arrogant, “Those who should resent, already do. What do a couple more count for?” “......”

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Chapter 80: Episode 004, Incurably Stupid (1)

Translator: 549690339

"What's the point of calling the police, aren't the military and the police in cahoots? Won't the police just aid the military?!"

The fish seller was shouting so desperately that he almost seemed eager to interfere immediately. If his words hadn't already frightened the vegetable vendor enough to stop him in his tracks, the uncle might well have snatched the phone directly from his hands.

The vegetable vendor glanced at Flossie a few times guiltily before meekly laying down his phone.

Being vegetable vendors for a living, they were not allowed to set their stall outside the Vegetable Market. To get a stall inside the market, you needed connections and money. This market was privately owned and if they offended the market owners, they would have no place to do their business.

"And what do you propose we do?"

Flossie enquired, her eyebrows raising in a somewhat nagging stance, with an air of seeming resigned in the face of an untenable situation.