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The Years When I Was a Gangster
The underworld is an endless wilderness, and every bastard is destined to die! The underworld is a small alley, and every bastard will risk his or her life just to get through! The underworld is a pure arena, where the winner is the king and the loser is the loser! Young Jiang Liang is forced to embark on this underworld path, let's see how he covers the sky with one hand!
100Reads—Score—Shelves
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After Transferring to Another School, My Ex-Girlfriend Became the Boss of the School
[Underworld] [No one is invincible, no brains, no harem] [No evil is done] That year I survived like a wild dog and rose like a dragon out of the sea. Who wouldn't avoid my edge? That year, I was beaten in school until I cried for father and mother; that year, I held an AK47 in my hand and killed people in school until I didn't know what the world was about! Only those who are willing to be killed and dare to pull down the King of Hell can become the king! From school to society, from home to ab
36Reads—Score—Shelves
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Youth: Who Gets to Decide?
[Underworld + Passion + Youth + First Person + School] Who gets to decide what happens when youth is full of uncertainty? After school, the naive Ye Zong is keeping watch over the gang’s turf when he accidentally crosses a big shot who has just staged a heroic rescue of a damsel in distress. How will he get through the next six months of ninth grade, with the Seven Gourd Brothers controlling turf across the whole school? Should he hide beneath the shade of a tree, silently swallowing his anger?
16Reads—Score—Shelves
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After My Family Was Destroyed, I Became a Gangster Mad Dog
Because his father took out a loan shark, Zhang Yeling's pregnant mother was killed, one dead and two dead. In order to take revenge, he resolutely entered the underworld. That day, the dilapidated yard was filled with blood. That day, he watched with his own eyes his newly formed sister being trampled to a pulp, and his mother bleeding to death tragically, while the so-called "simple villagers" just looked on with cold eyes. He never talks about reason, he only talks about cause and effect. Wan
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