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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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242, Help from a Noble Person [Second Update]_1

"Momo, where are you, where are you?"

Seeing Mo Shangjun fall silent, Yan Gui asked impatiently.

Mo Shangjun was dressed in civilian clothes, and it was clear that she had previously clashed with these people.

But something wasn't right...

Even though Mo Shangjun hadn't shown up all day, the task of capturing the human traffickers surely shouldn't have fallen to her.

And what about the police?!

Mo Shangjun touched her ear.

"Stay to one side."

Disinterestedly instructing Yan Gui, Mo Shangjun raised her eyes to survey the surrounding situation.

These people were all unaware of the actual situation, and many still suspected that this was a drill, so at this moment, even though they had beaten people half to death, no real craftsmen had been killed.

All three brawny men had been tied up.

And discarded in a deserted field.

At this time, Mu Cheng arrived late.

"What's happened here?"