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Copywriting 1: An accident leads to the end of the world.
When Yan Jun returned to the ground again, everything changed.
He lived as an experimental subject for five years. He was covered in bruises and his stubborn temper became more and more paranoid. He was originally a young master who was pampered by everyone, but now that he was finally found by everyone, he is naturally loved in every possible way. But the only person Yan Jun really cared about was that person.
Fortunately, Yan Sheng will always love Yan Jun.
Copy 2: The end of the world is coming under everyone's fear, bringing destruction and hope, and all living beings are moving forward on a long road.
When various bases are competing and cooperating with each other, Duan Zang comes into public view. It can be regarded as a team or a small base, with a fixed number of people, only 70 people. People are both curious and afraid of Duan Zan. They know too little about Duan Zan. The most profound impression is that Duan Zan is very strong.
When the core personnel of Duan Burial appeared in front of everyone, people's understanding of Duan Burial was shattered. How could Duan Burial have the heart to let such a weak young man appear in this world, wouldn't they feel sorry for him?
Everyone sharpened their knives and were about to protect the young man, but they saw the young man annihilating the zombies with his backhand. He turned around and vomited blood three times and threw himself into the arms of the man who came over. The young man's eyes were wet, his voice was soft and waxy, and he said aggrievedly: "Brother, I hurt."
The boss was so nervous that he hugged the young man and said distressedly: "Junjun, be good, my brother is here, tell me where it hurts."
Where the boss couldn't see, in the young man's eyes, there was unscrupulous possessiveness and all-consuming madness.
What the young man couldn't see, in the big man's eyes, was the joy of regaining something and his lust for destruction.
Honey, I love you.
Intention: Fading further and further away from the darkness