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Books by 浪荡咸鱼
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SWAT Judge: I Am the Law! 特警判官：我，就是秩序！
“Chu Jianghe, I owe you this life.” The bride, dressed in a deep crimson wedding gown, looks at the groom lying on the bed, her face streaked with tears. Blood keeps spurting from the man’s mouth and nose as his body convulses. He looks utterly wretched, yet there is not a trace of resentment in his eyes. Instead, he reaches out, unable to bear it, hoping to touch the bride’s cheek one last time. “I’m… sorry.” After summoning all his strength, those are the last three words the man manages to sa
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On the Edge of Sanity: My Genes Reject Humanity 临界清醒：我的基因拒绝人类
[Post-Apocalyptic Reconstruction Zone]+ [Mutant Beasts]+ [Evolution]+ [Gene Serum]+ [Revenge]+ [Overpowered Protagonist]+ [Urban] (a bit of everything) “An ant-like itch crept through my wound. I told myself it was just a special ability of my body, never realizing it was the first knock at the door of the abyss.” “I... don't think I'm human anymore.”
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A Rookie at the Special Security Bureau? No, I'm a Ghost from the Old World 特安局新人？不，我是旧世界的鬼
His younger sister was in the ICU, and one dose of medicine cost seven hundred thousand. Chu Jianghe carried a debt from six years ago and had barely scraped by like a stray dog ever since. They told him, “Put on this uniform, and your sister might have a chance to live.” Chu Jianghe joined the Fenglin Precinct as its most unremarkable rookie. His colleagues thought he was there to coast. His enemies thought he was an easy pawn to manipulate. The people at the Municipal Bureau thought he was
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The Great General Returns: In Excellent Mental Condition! 大将军归来：精神状态良好！
[Traditional Fantasy] + [No System] + [Leaving the Mountain] + [Invincible] + [Underdog] A new emperor ascended the throne, turning the world upside down. After a lifetime of trials, the legendary General Li Chuanbai of the Fenglin Kingdom, once renowned far and wide, had grown disillusioned. His hair white with age, he set out to leave the capital. His silhouette looked so lonely in the last glow of the setting sun, as if an entire era had come to an end. More than two hundred years passed
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