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1995: That Summer I Entered the World of Martial Arts
He could not live to be thirty, but he spent thirteen years finding a way for his brothers to survive. From street gangsters to underworld strategists, from Jiangcheng Pier to overseas plutocrats. He has won many people and lost many times. The only thing he calculated correctly is—— The brothers behind him are worth paying for with their lives. IQ flow·brotherhood·loyalty to family and country·no system·no cheating 1995-2008, thirteen years of ups and downs, a gangster epic of a sick man.
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Fire Line Special Forces Secret War Record
Pei Linyuan led a team across the border to capture the number one traitor, but was betrayed by senior officials. All members died in the battle. He was shot seven times and thrown into the high seas. Three days later, a mysterious seller codenamed "Yuan Long" quietly emerged on the overseas dark web - he only sells the heads of traitors and never fails. No one knew that his S-class genetic test report, which was classified as top secret, said: The cell regeneration rate is 47 times that of ordi
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Weird Recovery: I Rely on Death to Recover Files to Solve the Case
The left hand is supernatural and the right hand holds scissors. He is a madman in the eyes of the night watchman and a nightmare in the eyes of the weird. While the whole world is running away from death, Xie Linyuan is using death to drag those superior ghosts and gods into hell one by one. "Don't be afraid, I just want to see what color of blood you will bleed after this cut." Key points The protagonist has a high IQ, is decisive in killing, and has no Virgin plot. Break the situation in a
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Gravekeeper of the Yellow River Ancient Coffin
Introduction: The Yellow River has nine bends, and floating corpses are the most taboo. I have been guarding coffins for ten years, and I have never seen anyone who has been floating for seven days and is still alive. With just one glance, I broke the first rule of corpse harvesters: do not harvest living corpses. But that thing climbed onto my boat by itself and said in my ear: "It's time for the thing in the coffin to wake up." After that, corpses all over the Yellow River were floating toward
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