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I Summon Tens of Millions of Players on the War Island
The Shanghai Concession in 1938 was like rotten cotton soaked in the rain, sticky and stuffy. The waves of the Huangpu River lapped at the dock barges and crushed the shadows of the Japanese gunboats on the water. Yi Qian parked the Ford truck in the shadow of the back alley of the warehouse, her fingertips still stained with the blood of traitor detective team leader Wang Ergou. The stone walls of the fortress were seeping with moisture, and Yi Qian's fingers were still pressing on the panels.
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The King of Confinement Talkers
My name is Gu Kai, I am in my twenties, and I have the toughest job as a courier in the city. Every day, in the wind and rain, I ride my little electric donkey through the corners of the city. I earn enough money to eat and drink, but I still have a long way to go before I can sleep in peace. Others see me as someone who looks polite and looks a little silly when I smile, and they all think I am a silly and sweet person with no temper. Only I know that I can spout dirty words from the east to th
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Full Point Skills: Rebirth of Wu An's Rise
In the late spring of Jinghe's third year, a cold rain had been falling for three days. The bluestone road outside the west gate of Fucheng was soaked and shiny, and the moss that emerged from the gaps had absorbed enough water vapor, making it slippery when stepped on, as if it had been coated with a layer of old grease. Wu An stood under the porch of "Anfu Inn" with a load on his shoulders. The rope of the bamboo basket made two red marks on his shoulders. In the basket on the left were old cl
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Era of the Queen: Iron Wall God of War
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Apocalypse Panel: Master of Strategy
The cold light of the world-breaking halberd was still condensed with the black blood of the soul-eating dragon. The giant bronze door slowly closed behind him, making a dull sound like the ringing of ancient bells, completely cutting off the wind and snow outside Kunlun Ruins from the fighting. The moment Gu Yan stood inside the door, all the muscles in his body tensed subconsciously, and the spiritual power in his fingertips was as ready as a bowstring. The scene in front of him was completely
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She Panicked About the Fake Daughter After Breaking Off the Engagement
The hot sun in the dog days of summer was like a blaze, causing the asphalt road to ooze oil. I squatted beside a garbage dump on the outskirts of the city, beads of sweat dripping down to the ground as if it were free, my sweatshirt stuck to my back with sticky stickiness, and I felt so uncomfortable that I wanted to curse.
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