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 "Fuck, Xiangdong, Xiangdong, hubby, hubby, I love you. I'm sick. My whole body feels so hot. Try it. (Heart-hearted licking tongue)"
 "As expected of a fitness coach, this body can definitely kill countless young meat in an instant!"
 "Oh, this figure is so explosive. It's so MAN. I'll lick it ten thousand times first. Fortunately, my phone can release water!"
 "Although Brother Zhong looks pretty awesome, he definitely doesn't have the same figure as Xiang Dong, right?"
 "When comparing appearance, Brother Zhong can kill Xiang Dong ten thousand times in a second. When comparing body, Xiang Dong can kill Brother Zhong a hundred thousand times in a second. If we compare strength, Brother Zhong will definitely be beaten to the death, right?"
 …
 I have to say that when Xiang Dong takes off his clothes, the visual impact he brings to everyone is quite powerful.
 The water friends in the three live broadcast rooms all posted barrages and exclaimed. Countless rich women even clamped their legs and wiped their saliva while sending out hot hints. They wished they could play some poker with Xiang Dong right now. Exciting mini-game.
 Xiang Dong looked at Zhong Mo and Bai Lu dumbfounded, thinking that they were also shocked by his figure. The smile on his face became brighter and brighter, like a dog's tail flower.
 In the past two years, with his strong and muscular body, he has conquered countless rich women, but he has yet to conquer a female star!
 Bai Lu is his goal!
 Thinking of such a beautiful female star begging for mercy politely under his stick, a fire burned in her lower abdomen.
 As for Zhong Mo?
 He had seen the video from live broadcast room No. 81, but he didn’t think so!
 A little guy who can't even carry instant noodles knocks away the gangster and the car door with one punch?
 Do you think you are One Punch Man?
 Could it be that the gangster played too much poker and was too weak?
 Isn't it that the car door is broken and will fly out at the slightest touch?
 Anyway!
 Zhong Mo just got lucky!
 "Zhong Mo, I specially made three tripods. The ones I usually use for fitness are one hundred catties, two hundred catties, and three hundred catties."
 "I made five hundred yuan this morning. If you win, the money belongs to you. If you lose, the same goes for it. How about that? If you are a man, make this bet with me!"
 Before Zhong Mo could speak, Bai Lu had already shouted angrily: "Xiang Dong, we are live broadcasting, who asked you to bet? This, this is illegal!"
 Xiang Dong felt even more unhappy when he saw Bai Lu constantly defending Zhong Mo.
 A 18th-line transparent person is not as famous as himself, and he doesn’t make as much money as himself!
 Apart from being more handsome than myself, where can I compare to myself?
 He ignored Bai Lu, but deliberately provoked Zhong Mo: "Zhong Mo, with so many people watching, you don't want to hide behind women all the time, do you? As a man, I feel sad for you!"
 "I promise!"
 Zhong Mo nodded quickly.
 Fear?
 Afraid of Der!
 Now that my strength is off the charts, why would I still be afraid of a master of iron lifting?
 Nowadays, some people are giving away money and popularity points. Hesitating for a second is disrespectful to your future career!
 He didn't agree immediately just now, mainly because the system issued another task.
 "bite!"
 "The system has detected that the host has been provoked by others."
 "Xiang Dong: A complete scumbag. He abandons his wife and children, and is morally corrupt. He violently abuses bitches, and strong men are responsible!"
 "Choose one, agree to his challenge, and then crush him 360 degrees without blind spots, leaving an indelible shadow on his soul. As a reward, he will receive +5 physical strength and a silver treasure chest!"
 "Option two, kneel down and beg for mercy, shout 'Dad, I was wrong!' three times, and be rewarded with the title of 'China's No. 1 Wenchman'."
 "Choice three, pretend to be crazy and fool him, and you will be rewarded with -50 physical strength and a dark treasure chest!"
 (Dark Treasure Chest: 100% negative energy reward.)
 really!
 The dog system is still so willful!
 Are options two and three what normal people would choose?
 Despise ING…
 Seeing that Zhong Mo couldn't stand the provocation, Xiang Dong agreed, fearing that he would regret it, so he quickly took out his cell phone and asked someone to bring the three tripods over.
 "Zhong Mo, are you crazy? How can you compare to him?"
 When Bai Lu saw Zhong Mo agreeing, she stamped her feet anxiously.
 "It's good to make money, not shabby!"
 Zhong Mo held his head high and deliberately looked arrogant.
 "You, you, are so angry that I can forget it!"
 Bai Lu angrily stood up on her tiptoes, grabbed his ears, and twisted them several times.
 "Brother Zhong is floating this time. Even if he has some strength, how can he be compared to an animal like Xiang Dong?"
 "Yeah, look at Xiang Dong's abdominal muscles, I'm actually drooling, stumbling..."
 "Upstairs, you are a man, you LSP!"
 "Brother Zhong can obviously rely on his appearance to make a living, why do you have to compete with your strength?"
 "Zhong Mo? For such a little kid, Xiang Dong can challenge five of them alone!"
 "That's right, how can a 18th-tier sissy little fresh meat be compared with our Xiang Dong? Is he a bitch?"
 …
 Although Zhong Mo just punched away the knife-wielding gangster and the car door, his image of a young man is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Coupled with Xiang Dong's eight-pack abs, many fans in the live broadcast room are not optimistic about Zhong Mo and feel that this He will definitely lose this bet.
 About twenty minutes later, a silver-white pickup truck drove over quickly.
 The staff of the six gymnasiums first greeted Xiang Dong and then moved down the three tripods one after another.
 Zhong Mo looked at the three tripods and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
 Where are these three tripods?
 It's clearly Xiang Dong's show-off tool!
 Do you think you are Xiang Yu?
 The three tripods are made of pure iron, and are plated with a layer of dark gold. They look like brass castings, domineering and powerful.
 However, these three gadgets are too bulky and not suitable for fitness at all. They are not as practical as barbells and dumbbells.
 Even Xiang Dong only raised his hands a few times during the live broadcast to show off, but he didn't even bother to watch on weekdays.
 "Everyone, please help me count and see how many times I can lift it!"
 Xiang Dong made a face at the camera, walked to the two hundred kilogram cauldron, took a deep breath, then squatted down slightly, grabbed the two legs of the cauldron with both hands, and exerted a sudden force. Veins popped out on his arms.
 "rise!"
 "Ouch, shit!"
 The two hundred kilogram cauldron was immediately lifted above his head.
 As a result, his legs went weak, he staggered, and almost fell to his knees.
 I played poker and Landlords last night until three o'clock in the morning, and I almost lost my money.
 But it doesn’t matter!
 As long as you lift it up the first time, the rest will be easy!
 "1 hit, 2 hits, 3 hits, 4 hits, 5 hits..."
 In order to show off his strength in front of Bai Lian, Xiang Dong squatted while holding a big cauldron.
 "Holy crap, what is this? Overlord lifting the cauldron? I thought it was a fiction, but I didn't expect such a macho man to exist!"
 "The two-hundred-jin cauldron, which is four fifty-jin bags of white flour, can be lifted so smoothly. I can't walk five hundred meters carrying twenty-jin eggs. Is it useless?"
 “A rookie who can’t even lift twenty kilograms of rice to the fourth floor is qualified to post a barrage?”
 "Although Brother Zhong has some strength, I am on Xiang Dong's side this time!"
 "My husband is very strong. I tried it, and it's awesome!"
 "Is your test a serious test?"
 …
 The live broadcast room was filled with exclamations and excitement!
 Xiang Dong did twenty squats and lifted the cauldron twenty times. Tired sweat flowed from his face, slowly sliding over his strong muscles, shining with dazzling light under the sunlight.
 "I'm not in the best condition today. Just play a few games. If you can surpass me, you win!"
 He threw the cauldron aside carelessly, grinned at Zhong Mo, and smiled very Versailles.
 "It seems a little difficult, but I can try!"
 After Zhong Mo said this, he took off his clothes.
 Isn't it just taking off your clothes?
 WHO is afraid of WHO?
 If he wasn't worried about being banned, he would have dared to take off his private parts!
 But the next second!
 The whole audience was shocked!
 Zhong Mo's eight-pack abdominal muscles are bulging, and the outline is perfectly displayed. Even if he does not exert any force, the biceps femoris on both arms are still obvious and full of explosive power.
 Although he has strong muscles, he looks more coordinated, and the shape of his muscles is also beautiful, and a wave of male hormones rushes towards his face.
 It can be said that Xiang Dong's muscles were trained with protein powder and gym, making him a little puffy.
 Zhong Mo is the one who really looks slim when he wears clothes, but looks fat when he takes off his clothes, and his figure is perfect!
 "Gudong!"
 "Okay, I really want to touch it!"
 Bai Lu looked at Zhong Mo's body, her eyes straightened, and she swallowed involuntarily.
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 Easy, entertaining and funny story: all-round artist + funny + many women + variety show + face slapping + singing + acting... 
 Zhong Mo just traveled to Blue Star and was participating in the variety show "Star Career Challenge", but he was facing a hell mode where he could be beaten at any time. 
 Fresh meat? Sissy? Can't sing or dance? 
 The entertainment supreme macho system teaches you how to be a man in minutes. 
 "Ding, host strength +200!" 
 "Ding, host gets two titanium alloy kidneys!" 
 "Ding, host gets 8% of Jiali Company's shares!" 
 "Ding, host gets a marriage contract!" 
 ... 
 Zhong Mo looked at the five beautiful fiancées in front of him, all of whom were popular in the entertainment industry, and cried to his cousin Da Mimi in the distance: "I am kind, but the system insists on arranging marriages."
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 Uke: I am still alone because I am obsessed with building socialism.
 Seme: I am still alone because I haven’t met you.
 Then they encountered. Bai Luoluo finally had a chance to plant the Peace&amp;Love seeds all over the world.
 Qin Baichuan: Come on, plant more seeds in me.
 This is a story about a uke striving for influencing the whole world but changing himself in the end.
 The seme told the uke: I cheat on you.
 Uke: If you return, I will still be with you.
 The seme told the uke: I am going to marry.
 Uke: As long as you divorced, I will still be with you.
 The seme told the uke: I need you heart to be a guiding drug.
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 Zheng Tan somehow returns to the year 2003, turning into a black cat. Picked up from a rubbish heap by the Jiao family, he is given the name “Charcoal”, and so begins the life inside Professor Jiao’s family. Zheng Tan remembers that he was once a person, but currently his body is that of a cat. He has no way of speaking the human language, but can understand it, and even retains the thinking and IQ of a young 20 year old youth. Read along as he adapts to this new world, and somehow tumbles from a group brawl to catching a thief.
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 From the beginning of his debut, Song Yiran and Qin Ke became bitter enemies. They could not see each other properly and had been fighting for years. Until one day, Song Yiran had a dream.
 He dreamed that he was originally a cannon fodder of a novel, and that, no matter how hard he tried, he was bound to be a miserable cannon fodder to set off Qin Ke, the hero.
 But fortunately, when he woke up, he was reborn again.
 Looking back in the past, Song Yunran looked at his family’s luxury mansion, counted his assets and suddenly realized—
 What entertainment circle?
 He wants to inherit the family property, be a domineering president who calls for wind and rain, and then take his money to humiliate Qin Ke. He must let Qin Ke kneel down and call him Lord Gold Daddy!
 Ever since then,
 When Qin Ke accepted a new play, Song Yunran hurried to invest: “Do you like this play? Call me Daddy.”　Qin Ke gave him a cold look and turned away.
 When Qin Ke signed the endorsement of the Song family product, Song Yunran personally went to the spot of the advertisement shooting: “Do you like the endorsement? Call me Daddy.” Qin Ke stared at him meaningfully, without speaking.
 When Qin Ke needs to go to Variety show with people, Song Yunran takes the initiative: “Want to find a partner? Call me Daddy.” Qin Ke gave a deep thought and chuckled.
 Everything went very well, but one day……
 Song Yunran watched as Qin Ke lower his head and whisper in his ear;”You want me to let you go?Come on, call me Daddy, I want to hear it.”
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 Ji Chen Ai has always wanted to be a good person until he was physically disabled for some reason.
 When he is being neglected by his parents, Ji Chen Ai just smiles. When he is being bullied by his brother, Ji Chen Ai just smiles. However, when someone pushes him and his wheelchair down the stairs, Ji Chen Ai can’t smile anymore.
 But why is it during this time, that something came out suddenly and tells him that he must be a good person?!
 System: Our goal is — No! More! Bad! People!
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 Su Xiaoxin, a comic book author didn’t make a penny out of it. But it all changed when she moved to this eight-story, old residential building. Her readers with the manuscript fees took a sudden leap.
 The readers praised her vivid imagination…
 But in fact, there was no imagination in her comics…
 She drew her real life!
 Vampires, zombies, corpses and elves are not from her imagination, but sitting face to face with her, they ate a hot pot!
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 A long time ago, the decayed main god space collapsed and disintegrated, and the wreckage was scattered in parallel universes, giving birth to a new space… 
 Countless ‘story worlds’ under control have also fallen into the void, regained freedom, runaway out of control, elevated to reality, and turned into reality. 
 At the same time, these “worlds” are polluted and corroded by the void, giving birth to greater fear and filth… 
 … 
 The space of birth feeds on the world. 
 They compete with each other, their tentacles penetrate through dimensions, invade different time and space, search for the legacy of the main god, drive the apostles to be minions, greedily tearing, seizing, devouring, and reclaiming one world after another, so that they can return to greatness. 
 … 
 The innocent eating melon and white waves with the legacy of the Lord God accidentally got involved in the parallel universe “Paradise of Fire” during a cross-border call. 
 After forcibly binding the demi-human blood, he became an excellent tool man who can repeatedly die, starting the legendary ‘dimension invasion career’.
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 I am a female secretary of an overbearing president in a typical dog blood drama text.
 The kind of person who doesn’t have a name at the end of the day, and could only be called “secretary”, one who wears a tight fitting black dress and a pair of 10cm high heels every day, running around in front of the president, humbly praying for the president’s attention, and hating the heroine.
 In fact, I really don’t. If I like the president, I’ll be struck by lightning.
 I’m getting more and more sick of the president lately. Except for the outstanding appearance that the author forced on him, this person is really useless from head to toe, low in EQ, and low in IQ.
 A legendary business genius who is all-powerful, but he doesn’t even understand anything, chickens know more than him.
 I had to reject all of his unreasonable demands every day, and on the way, teach him relevant knowledge of economic law and finance, and gradually…he became a master.
 I’m so tired, I really want to quit my job.
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 Well-known Composer Fang Zhao was in the glorious stage of his career, when the Apocalypse arrived; After finally experiencing the bitter difficulties of a thousand dangers, when the Apocalypse was simmering down to an end, he collapsed; When he opened his eyes, he was reborn in a New World, 500 years after the end of the apocalypse, in the body of a student who had been dumped barely after graduation, who had been cheated of his hardwork barely after he started working… 
 The World of the Future, Virtual Idols PK Real Idols 
 “Every time background music plays in my head, I feel like there is nothing to be afraid of.” —Fang Zhao 
 Toward the end of the apocalyptic period, Fang Zhao lost his life. However, instead of dying, he found himself 500 years later in the body of a young and aspiring composer who shared the same name. Having received a second chance at life, Fang Zhao sets out to achieve the previous owner’s dreams. 
 Armed with the experience of living through an apocalyptic age and his profession as a composer before that period, Fang Zhao uses his talent, wits, and knowledge to make his mark in the entertainment industry of the future.
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 There are three treasures in the imperial city: Me, my husband and my mother-in-law. 
 Su Guifei¹ was favoured and envied by countless Imperial consorts in the harem. Chen Wang² grew up with His Majesty showing favouritism to him. However, anyone, who was more or less educated, would sigh with regret and say that this pair of mother and son were sure to come to a bad end in the future. 
 Ming JiuZhu, who was about to marry Chen Wang: Really? I don’t believe it. 
 Chen Wang in JiuZhu’s eyes: a beautiful and kindhearted little fairy boy vs. Chen Wang in the eyes of others: His Majesty’s and his favoured consort’s hedonistic son. 
 JiuZhu often wondered why people always gazed at her and Chen Wang with a ‘you are doomed one way or another’ look. Could this be the ugly side of jealousy? 
 Aiyah, the hearts of these people are so dirty. 
 ————– 
 ¹ Guifei – Noble Consort 
 ² Wang – Title given to adult sons of the Emperor. 
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 Yuan Xi had a dream about a sexual encounter, only to discover after a night of pleasure that it had all been real. After being shocked silly for a long time, he ran away.
 Who would have thought that a big grown man like him would become pregnant and have a son?
 The question was, who is the child’s father? It had been too dark for Lao Tzu to see clearly!
 Also, what was this daily life system that has been attached to him?
 Farming Skill 
 Ranching Skill 
 Harvesting Skill 
 Cooking Skill 
 Building Skill 
 Skinning Skill 
 Sewing Skill 
 Smithing Skill
 … There was a never-ending row of categories.
 老子 Lao Tzu: A way of referring to oneself, usually in angry or joking situations.
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 During the winter vacation, Ji Pianpian, whose future has already been decided, played a popular online game, and met the hateful man who “killed” her thousands of times.
 Ji Pianpian: “You have guts to kill me again!”
 Shen Du stabbed her in the chest with a sword, mercilessly.
 Later, the god, who chased his wife at the crematorium, apologized: “Don’t be angry, I was blind at the beginning.”
 Ji Pianpian vows to be shameless and kill him thousands of times: “Lie flat and wait.”
 Du-shen: “Okay, baby.”
 After a while, Ji Pianpian received a video request——
 The man leaned against the head of the bed, his black shirt was fully unbuttoned, his tie loosened to his collarbone. Then the hem of his clothes stretched along his strong chest to his abdominal muscles, while the belt locks his pants and his mermaid line is sexy and ambiguous.
 In the video, Shen Du’s brows and eyes are lazy, and his accent is seductive: “I’m lying flat, waiting for you.”
 Ji Pianpian covered her eyes, her voice trembling: “…who, who made you lie on the bed!”
 Later, when he learned that his little girlfriend had just turned eighteen, Shen Du’s black eyelashes drooped: “You are still young, when you grow up you should resent me as an old man.”
 Ji Pianpian: “How old should I be?”
 Shen Du said slowly: “In another five years.”
 Ji Pianpian wanted to say something but stopped, holding out a sentence: “…It doesn’t have to be five years.”
 Shen Du: “?”
 Ji Pianpian: “You’re already eating tender grass, you old cow!”
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 Ning Su’s hair is soft, his skin is pale, his expression is slightly sluggish, his body is thin, and he is out of place in the crowd of passers-by.
 He listened to the people around him discussing how to clear the level of this dungeon, and asked: “I survived the level, does it count as clearing the level?”
 The people around looked at him like a fool: What a pity.
 After entering the dungeon, Ning Su really started to live a life of his own.
 If there is a gloomy skull on the castle, Ning Su will pick it up and make it into a night light to sleep beautifully.
 The waterfall turned into blood, and he took the stew in a small milk pot, his eyes shining brightly.
 Occasionally, he will also make small clothes for ghosts crawling on the ground.
 Later, he really survived, the NPCs are sticky to him, the ghost master followed him and called him ‘mother’, and he still had the bloody heart of the flower god in his chest.
 “…”
 For Ning Su, there is food and drink in the infinite horror world, which is much more wonderful than his previous life.
 He lived in the doomsday era and used to be a supernatural being, but his supernatural power is different. He is a special dark supernatural being who can absorb all dark things.
 The person in charge of the base asked him to purify the zombies and sent him to the zombie group.
 He turned into a little dark zombie.
 Humans did not like him, all dark beings loved him.
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