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Xiao Yu squinted at Wang Dong, wondering if he had been watching too many movies or reading too many novels. The idea seemed too ridiculous. This was just too far-fetched, even for a cliché. Xiao Yu put down the tablet and shot Wang Dong a sideways glance as if he were looking at someone who had lost their mind. "You might not believe it, but..." Wang Dong's mouth twitched slightly. "The profession of an assassin has existed throughout history and never really disappeared." The tension in the…-
471.8 K • Ongoing
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Could a couple stay sweet and loving forever? Who said that? Come on, show yourself. Xiao Yu felt like grabbing a flamethrower and blasting whoever said such nonsense. Like right now. "Hey, you're pulling my hair," Mu Qingwu pouted, annoyed. "Sorry," Xiao Yu rolled his eyes, "But can you please take your leg off me?" "No way!" Mu Qingwu clung to him. "…" Xiao Yu felt like crying, "But you always put your leg on me. Can’t you stop doing that?" "What’s wrong with me resting…
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On his second attack, Wu Qingsong assembled a team comprising two giant mantis shrimp skeletons, three giant octopus corpses, and twenty-two sharkman corpses. This allowed him to devise more tactical maneuvers. The frontal assault was led by the mantis shrimp and one giant octopus corpse. The other two giant octopus corpses flanked from the sides. Meanwhile, the sharkman corpses roamed the periphery, waiting for the right moment to dodge the tidal waves and strike at the fishman shamans. It gave him…-
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"Why should we believe you?" an elderly harpy questioned. "Why would beastmen want to help us? You're just trying to pacify us, extract more benefits, or even turn us into your slaves!" "Alright, let’s assume you're right. If I truly had such intentions, what could you do to stop me?" Wu Qingsong retorted. "Kill me? You can't. Fight me? You’re no match for me. Even without your cooperation, I can still kill those sea creatures, turn them into undead, and have them drag my ship from the reef for…
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"What the heck! A thousand kilograms! What's going on here?" After Shi Ji gently knocked on the testing device, the display showed ‘1000.’ Not more, not less, exactly one thousand kilograms. "The testing machine must be broken. How could he possibly have that much strength?" "Yeah, everyone saw it. This guy just tapped it like he was knocking on a door. How could that produce so much force? It must be a glitch caused by a weak hit." "Yeah, makes sense. I almost thought this guy had that…-
139.4 K • Hiatus
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"Oh! As expected of B-rank hero Xing Yuxiu, he managed to punch with a force of 800 kilograms." "That's incredible. He looks so relaxed, it seems like he wasn't even using his full strength." "I wonder how much I can punch." "Why don't you try it out?" "No way, I don't want to embarrass myself." *** Xing Yuxiu's punch indeed registered at 800 kilograms, which was considered above average. Although 800 kilograms was impressive, it didn't garner an overwhelming reaction. In the world of…
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139.4 K • Hiatus
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“Do you have a plan?” Ram leaned in close to Wu Qingsong and asked quietly. Wu Qingsong glanced at where Red Moon was sleeping. He couldn’t see her clearly, but he knew her ears were probably perked up, listening. “Not exactly, but I believe that telling the truth is always the best solution.” Ram looked a bit unconvinced. “If you had been honest with them during the day, telling them that the beastmen have been conquered by the elves and that we’re just a group of rebels hiding…
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Ren Moon's face turned sour, but Wu Qingsong felt great satisfaction. At that moment, he finally understood why he disliked the Dark Moon organization, and why he particularly disliked Dark Moon and Red Moon, those two foxes. Maybe their intentions were indeed right. Maybe they were standing at a high vantage point, seeing the bigger picture that others couldn’t. But the problem was, what did that have to do with others? Just because your intentions are good, does that make you right? Because…
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Even after living two lifetimes, Xiao Yu had never felt sympathy for any criminal. Yet now, he couldn't help but feel a heavy weight pressing on his chest. "I suppose you need someone to listen to you?" Xiao Yu asked, meeting Gu Yunfeng's gaze. "It's all my fault, it's all my fault!" Gu Yunfeng sat up, slumping on the floor as he pounded his chest, his voice raw with anguish. "I was too greedy. I was heartless, digging up other people's graves, profiting off the dead, and now I've been cursed... but…
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The police sirens wailed. Inside the speeding police car on the road, "Gu Yunfeng, male, 47 years old, resident of this city. He has spent many years working away from home, but the specifics of his work are unclear. However, by tracking the use of his identification records, it was found that over the past twenty years, he has been to many places across the country, mostly in remote areas. No criminal record." As Guo Qiang read through the personal file on his tablet, he reported the details to…
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