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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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Military boots trampled the surrounding weeds, making a rustling noise that couldn't be concealed. People were approaching from all directions, and gradually, the light from flashlights grew closer, sending beams toward the center of the road.

With so many people, it couldn't possibly be the enemy.

Mo Shangjun looked indifferently over the trunk of the sedan, hearing the heavy thuds, which the pouring rain muffled, reducing their loudness.

Mo Shangjun acted as if she was deaf and walked towards the road at a leisurely pace.

The driver was still struggling in the car, the strong man who had been kicked in the groin was rolling on the ground, and there was just one more, who had just reached the edge of the road. When he heard the movement around him, he immediately stopped in his tracks, his face showing a hint of panic.

He seemed to realize that this was very likely reinforcements from the enemy.

Mo Shangjun strode over to him.