The Two Men's Heartthrobs in Quick Travel Are Under Control, Not 1V1
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I want to read a book like "Quick Time Travel: Beautiful Cannon Fodder Escapes after Destroying the Plot". I'm asking for help from the all-powerful netizen. As the title says, it's a small world be. Don't be a bloody be. You must escape from the cannon fodder type that is destined to die. If you don't want to be tortured and forced, if you want some pure love, just give it a kiss and hug.
These two books are both popular, but the first world of the first one is he, and so far the other worlds are basically be. The second one has only written about the second small world, but it is also very beautiful [laughs], and the babies in both books are very cute
So awesome... The key point is that 04 is really dedicated. The characters in each book are different. Most of the characters in the books will not change much, but 04 has always been adjusting the plot according to the characters. And he doesn't stop for every little world, so it's really good... Although it's be, it's not too obtrusive. It's not torture for the sake of torture. The torture points of each small world are different. What's more, the author's writing style is superb. Some small movements and expressions are captured very well. I feel that he is constantly improving. The protagonist Gong Shou is not rebellious because of his appearance. This is the real heartthrob...
No. 38 - The strong man with muscles as strong as rocks, breathing heavily, with a trace of unbelievable shock in his eyes, and a trace of ecstasy as he just hit his opponent. He thought that one uppercut with all his strength would be enough to end the fight and break the cunning "white fox"'s jaw. However, the opponent just shook and spat out a mouthful of blood. The eyes hidden behind the cold white fox mask, instead of being blurred, were astonishingly bright, like ice tempered by fire. "Number 38! Don't be so fucking dazed! Destroy him!" "Damn it, the white fox is going to fight back! Be careful!" The roar outside the court became even sharper. No. 38 Also felt the danger. He suddenly retracted his fist and tried to regain his defensive posture. But the white fox's movements were faster and weirder than he imagined. The moment No. 38'S muscles tensed up, preparing to protect his ribs, the white fox moved. He did not choose to dodge or retreat. Instead, he dived forward like a white ghost shadow flying close to the ground! He didn't do it to attack, but to shorten the already short distance, he ran directly into the arms of No. 38! "What?!" No. 38 Was shocked. At such a close distance, the advantage of his long arms that he was proud of was gone. He subconsciously wanted to hug and strangle the wrapped fox with brute force. But this is what the white fox is waiting for! The moment he crashed into the opponent's arms, the tip of his bent left elbow was like a battering ram full of power, thrusting upward accurately and fiercely! "Bang!" There was a dull and heart-breaking impact. The tip of the elbow hit No. 38 Hard on the defenseless right side! It is one of the most vulnerable areas of the human body, with dense nerves and excruciating pain. "Uh ah——!" No. 38 Let out a howl that was not like a human voice. The severe pain instantly drained all the strength from his body, and the hugging movement collapsed instantly. The entire figure had its spine removed, and it stooped in pain. The huge body swayed, and his face was as pale as a sheet of paper. The white fox didn't give him any chance to breathe. This is his "injury in exchange for killing"! At the cost of resisting the opponent's heavy blows, you get a fatal flaw that the opponent cannot defend against! The moment No. 38 Bent over due to severe pain, Bai Hu's right fist had already emerged from below like a poisonous snake. The punch was so fast that only an afterimage was left behind, along with a scream that ripped through the air! Target—No. 38'S lower jaw, which was drooping in pain and completely exposed! This punch gathered all the strength of Bai Hu's whole body and the fierce force he had held back to resist the uppercut just now. "Crack!" A bone cracking sound that was so clear that the whole place was instantly silenced penetrated the noisy background sound. No. 38'S huge body seemed to have been hit by an invisible giant hammer, his head was thrown back violently, and his cervical vertebrae made a creepy sound of dislocation. The light in his eyes extinguished instantly, leaving only the void caused by confusion and severe pain. Blood mixed with saliva spurted out from the wide-open mouth. The strong body was like a felled giant tree, slamming backwards against the cold metal cage net, making a dull and loud noise that shook the entire cage. The underground boxing ring, which was bustling with noise a second ago, now fell into an eerie silence. There were only the sounds of heavy breathing, water dripping, and the slightly rapid breathing of the white fox in the ring. The young man wearing a white fox mask stood beside the fallen giant, slightly shaking the right hand that had just hit his chin, as if he was shaking off something dirty. Under the mask, his brows were still frowning, not because of the pain in his jaw - that pain had been numbed by the adrenaline - but because when No. 38 Fell, the dull impact sound seemed louder than usual. He looked down at his blood-stained gloves, and then glanced at his opponent who was completely lifeless on the ground. The feeling of that drill punch just now... Was a bit off. The sound of cracking bones seems too crisp? Or is it that this guy's ability to resist being hit is not as strong as it seems? "Win... Winner! White Fox!" The referee's voice contained a subtle tremor, breaking the dead silence and causing the new White Fox to ignore the commotion outside the court. He walked to the side of the cage and leaned against the cold iron net. "Is the strike... Too heavy?" He whispered into the air in a voice that only he could hear. But in that whisper, there was not much regret, only a hint of scrutiny that the result was slightly beyond expectations. He moved his shoulders, feeling the soreness of the muscles and the afterglow of strength, and waited for the staff to open the cage. This is over, but the night here is still very long...