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Poor Widow
The night was as dark as a bottomless pit. Inside the Fuxing grain store, there was an oil lamp, which was like a candle that was about to be extinguished in the wind, feebly giving off a little light. Lin Wanzhao sat in front of the table filled with ledgers. The numbers in front of her eyes were swaying like a dance, but she couldn't get rid of the cold feeling in her heart. It's been ten years. In the past ten years, it seemed like one day, she had been staying in this small grain store, drai
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Underground Fighter: Opening Fusion
## Underground Boxer: Opening Fusion with Bruce Lee Jeet Kune Do Adrenaline surged all of a sudden, and the air was filled with the smell of sweat and blood. Ye Jingchuan felt like a fish thrown onto the shore, gasping for air. Every time he took a breath, it felt as if his lungs were about to be torn. "Bah!" He spit out a mouthful of blood foam and saliva on the uneven ground, and then stood up unsteadily. The double images in front of him were almost piled up like Tetris. Let me go, what is go
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General, Your Female Teacher Raided the Enemy's Food Camp
The cold winter wind was like a knife, blowing against her face. As soon as Su Wantang got off the carriage, she was blown away by the wind at Yanmenguan and almost fell over. Fortunately, Xiao Tao was quick to support her, otherwise, Su Wantang would have been thrown to pieces. Xiao Tao crossed her arms and muttered: "Miss, why is it so windy in this damn place!" Xiao Tao's little face was all red from the cold. Su Wantang took a deep breath and stood firm on her feet. It's misty and rainy in t
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Three Kingdoms Strategy: Add Some Post Soldiers
The night was as dark as spilled ink, so black and thick that it was like paste, and it couldn't be dispersed. At Xinye Station, the lantern is lit all year round, swaying back and forth in the cold wind, and making a creaking sound, as if it is crying, and it sounds like something bad is about to happen. Liu Cheng woke up suddenly. What had hit him in the face? It turned out to be a chicken feather that smelled of blood. "Hey, chicken feather letter!"
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Interstellar Express Chat Group
The cold wind was like a knife, causing Gu Xiaochuan's face to hurt terribly. This is terrible, completely ruined. Looking at the officers and soldiers with livid faces holding spears in front of him, Gu Xiaochuan's heart felt cold. The last bit of food on the dock was about to be confiscated by these guys who looked like hungry wolves. "You said I hid military rations secretly? That's nonsense!" Gu Xiaochuan cursed bitterly in his heart. Prime Minister Wei Wuji clearly wanted to take advantage
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