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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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The two men wielded their blades and advanced without bothering to utter a single word.

In such a moment, anyone who could follow the road to this place besides pursuers was out of the question.

But upon drawing closer and seeing Mo Shangjun, a flicker of surprise crossed their faces, and they involuntarily exchanged glances.

This woman's attire and appearance...

They seemed familiar.

As if they had seen her somewhere before.

The murderous intent in their eyes intensified, and they immediately charged at Mo Shangjun.

Frowning slightly, Mo Shangjun swept a cold glance at the two fearlessly advancing men, then immediately started the motorcycle. It shot forward like an arrow, while the two men slightly stepped aside, one left and one right, watching as the speeding Mo Shangjun approached. They thrust their knives directly at Mo Shangjun, who was sitting on top.

Caught off guard, Mo Shangjun leaned backward, hugging the seat closely and easily dodged the attack from the two men.