A Super, Super Nice Anti-Japanese Book! Very Interesting Writing
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I want to read a book similar to "The Japanese Avengers". Urban high martial arts, the plot is not procrastinating, funny and exciting writing, decompressing the divine writings, various Japanese-killing skills, the plot is procrastinating, and decompressing the divine writings. Chang Jinyu, a business wizard. Zhang Yi, pinch your fingers, kill people invisible within 20 meters
Lin Guangyao picked up the pen and added a line under the scrawled suicide note: "Wang Tianfeng, head of the Military Reunion Shanghai Station. Martyred for his country on the 25th of the first lunar month in 1939. Some people remember." He put down the pen, folded the letter and put it in the bottom of the drawer. There is another piece of paper locked there, with four lines of poetry written on it: "What's the matter with the fluttering flowers in troubled times? I can only see the cold plum blossoms reflected in the snow. There is no way to know the frost and snow on the road ahead, but there is a clear understanding in my heart." The ink has become a little faded. He gently caressed those lines of words, like caressing an old dream that could never come back. Outside the window, the lights of No. 76 Opposite were still bright. Behind a certain window, there was a woman in black uniform, looking down at the files to be processed tonight. She didn't look up. He didn't wait either. He just closed the drawer, stood up, and walked to the window. The night in Shanghai is always so bottomless black. But he knew that no matter how dark the night was, there would always be light. I just don't know if those people who never wake up after dawn will feel a pity. Lin Guangyao stood for a long time. For a long time, the moon moved from the tops of the sycamore trees to the eaves. Long enough for the wall clock to strike eleven. It took so long that he finally said to himself: Zhou Wenhao, I have finished writing your poem for you. Wang Tianfeng, I left your name for you. I'm still walking the same path you took. The day I can no longer walk, I will stop just like you