Perfectly Reborn

Not enough! Go slay the hooligans, raise your hands to the Nth power to slay the hooligans

Thirteen, Yang Luo is gone, and Xing Lie is gone too. I sincerely hope that you, Shen Chuan, can persevere until the end. I really can't stand other urban novels. It's disgusting. I'm counting on you. Don't let us old book friends down.

The protagonist is not a demigod who walks in the world, but a half-mother. She sets up a company and recruits a bunch of people. When she sees someone she doesn't know, she rushes up to give him money (it's known as being soft-hearted and does good deeds). When she goes to the stock market to make money, she has to get this one and that one. There's another thing. The villains are all mentally retarded and have serious facial makeup. They rush out to slap the protagonist in the face. I don't know why I see so many of them.

Thirteen, I finally waited for the new book 😭😭😭

That year, I was 9 years old and she was 11 years old. I told her that I would marry her in the future, and she replied naughtily: Okay! That year, I was 12 years old and she was 14 years old. She was a head taller than me. I raised my head and said that I liked her. She listened blankly and said nothing, then turned her head and stopped looking at me. That year, I was 18 years old and she was 20 years old. I had been carrying cement at the construction site for a year. She was still studying in a key university. I could no longer say that I liked her because I felt that I was not worthy. Since I couldn't fall in love with her, I kept what I wanted to say to her to myself and told her everything when I was matched with her. In the next four years, I never had the chance to see her again. I heard that she was already working. I was more concerned about whether she was a wife and a mother. My career was gradually getting on the right track. I was also a small contractor, contracting some construction sites, and was no longer embarrassed by money. When I saw her again, it was in Dongguan, in a dim room, only us. The two of them were silent for a long time, and she spoke: Eight hundred, seeing that you are an acquaintance, I will accept five hundred from you. I tried my best not to tremble anymore, and said, "Come with me." Her eyes glazed over for a moment, then flickered, and then like a fire extinguished, she said, "I'm not worthy of you, I'm just a lady, I have guests, nothing happens, I'll leave first." She left in a hurry. Later, I saw her on TV. She was being held by two policemen, with a look of horror and distress on her face. The TV didn't even cover her face, letting her dangle in front of me, letting her bump, bump, and shatter in my heart. The last time I saw her, she came to me. She was on the roof, and I looked up at her from downstairs. I just looked at her for a long time, and he left without leaving a word. The next news about her was a year later, when her mother called me, saying that she was ill and could not be treated, and that she wanted to see me one last time. I can't accept it. Anyway, I feel very depressed. When I arrived at the hospital, I looked at her pale face in front of her bed, looking much thinner than before. I smiled at her, I don't know how ugly that smile was, and she smiled at me as innocently as she did when she was seven years old. She raised her hand, and I hurried over to hold her hand. The tears couldn't help but fall down. She opened her mouth and said in very soft words: You know... You know... I burst into tears at this time, and immediately continued: I know, I know your heart, and my heart has never changed. I will not dislike you. We... She suddenly shook it vigorously in excitement, interrupted me, and only listened to her weak voice and said: No... I want to... Ask you... Update... Hurry up... Okay...

A sentence that is still in my ears: Ye Tianming, Commander of the 72nd Army of the Nanjing Military Region

Thousands of people bloodied the book, please let my eldest brother "Yang Luo" go.

Thirteen I want to continue writing the finale of the South. Can I authorize it? I need authorization from the author.

I want to read the book "Special Forces in the City", but I haven't finished it yet. Why is there no follow-up to such a good book? Ah ah ah 😆😆😆😆

Can Yang Luo finish writing it? I've been reading it for a few years. Hey! Do you want to bring a coffin?