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 The adoptive father and the young daughter, such sensitive words, instantly made a small and vivid composition appear in the minds of everyone present.
 On the stage, the sensationalism continued.
 "I entered the Song family when I was seventeen and always treated my adoptive father as my own father. Who would have guessed that on that rainy night of the year, he actually walked into my room while my mother was not at home. If it wasn't for my sister and I desperately resisting, The consequences are simply unimaginable...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."
 The beauty burst into tears, which caused countless heartaches. This kind of rhetoric, which was still in the mood, instantly turned a miserable and lonely old man into a complete beast.
 Especially the fans of Shen Xingyi, they were already filled with righteous indignation.
 The Internet is always a one-sided place, and the orientation of public opinion is changing rapidly.
 The person who had called Shen Xingyi a beast just now turned his back and started scolding Song Haotian.
 "I didn't expect that old **** to be that kind of person."
 "Old Wang Ba is actually a psychopath, pity my goddess, how did you get through those days?"
 "Ah, ah, it's fortunate that the eldest sister is here, otherwise my goddess will be defiled. I hate that old pervert."
 "Paralyzed, why is this scum still alive? He should be thrown into the gutter."
 "I heard that this immortal was sent to a sanatorium. Brothers, hurry up and slaughter him. What if he is old, we must avenge our goddess."
 "Yes, to avenge the goddess, she must not be stigmatized by this."
 In the rhythm area, they immediately flew up, and everyone showed off their magical powers again. Against the background of the powerful Internet, Song Haotian suddenly had no **** left.
 Song Haotian: 69 years old, adopted a daughter at the age of 43, whereabouts unknown, adopted a female college student at the age of 48, and then cut off contact with her, adopted a rural girl at the age of 52, no news since then, 59 years old , the Shen family settled in the Song family…
 "I'm so stupid, why did this old **** adopt a girl? I'm sure that the girls before have all been poisoned by the old bastard."
 "That's right, otherwise why didn't you contact him anymore, numb, this old **** is too showy."
 "Specializing in young girls, the old man is still not human. Damn, why should this kind of garbage be subsidized? The old **** deserves to live in a nursing home..."
 Seeing everyone's reaction, Shen Xingyi raised the corners of her mouth. She knew that this trick had already worked, and she no longer needed to worry about the rest. The public opinion alone was enough for that old man to drink a pot.
 At the same time, a secret base in Bincheng City.
 Dozens of computers are working intensely, and the crew members are constantly comparing groups of numbers with their fingers fast.
 At this time, one person held a mobile phone and said uncertainly: "President, this person is a bit like the person you are looking for?"
 On the tall leather seat, an old man in his fifties sat upright, with a dignified bearing, and immediately stood up after hearing the words.
 What was displayed in his hand was the photo of Song Haotian being transferred to Vibrato.
 The man shook it and turned off the screen again.
 "Maybe it's just like, how could the president you're looking for be a beggar?"
 Clap, a mouth hit his subordinate's face.
 The president grabbed the phone excitedly, unfolded the photo again, and enlarged it.
 A minute later, his body began to tremble uncontrollably, and his innocent face became abnormally red due to excessive excitement.
 "That's right, that's right, it's him, he's the ancestor, hurry up, call someone right away, we'll go to Yongfu Sanatorium."
 A dozen cars whizzed away and arrived at Yongfu Sanatorium 20 minutes later.
 The old man got out of the car first, followed by a group of elites and bodyguards, a mighty twenty or so.
 Just as everyone was about to enter, the old man waved his hand.
 "Old Ancestor doesn't like to make noise, you all retreat 500 meters away and wait."
 "Yes."
 Everyone nodded in unison, and in the blink of an eye, they were gone.
 If any reporter was here, they would definitely recognize this person as the president of the East Asia Chamber of Commerce, Song Yuancheng.
 The East Asian Chamber of Commerce includes East Asian countries. In short, all business and contacts in East Asian countries must be approved and reviewed by Song Yuancheng. Such an existence can be said to be powerful and invaluable.
 However, such an emperor-level figure has a look of respect and piety on his face at this time.
 He adjusted his tunic suit of extraordinary workmanship, walked into the sanatorium, and took a hundred-yuan bill to the room where Song Haotian was.
 With trembling fingers, he grabbed the door handle, and after a minute, Song Yuancheng opened the door.
 Looking at Song Haotian lying on the bed, Song Yuancheng's tears flowed down instantly.
 "Ancestor, I'm sorry, Yuan Cheng is late."
 After saying that, he knelt down in front of the bed with a plop.
 Anyone who sees such a scene is enough to drop their jaw.
 Who is Song Yuancheng? When the heads of state see him, they have to open a guard of honor and greet him warmly. Such a character who can only be seen on TV actually knelt down to a demented old man. This kind of thing, Since it was thought, no one dared to think about it.
 But Song Yuancheng didn't feel anything. He excitedly grabbed Song Haotian's dry, cracked and dirty hand and pressed it against his face.
 He said excitedly: "Old Ancestor, we have been looking for you for 30 years. Fortunately, God has eyes, and finally let Yuan Cheng find you here. I will inform them immediately."
 Song Yuancheng pressed the button on the watch, and the monitoring of countless institutions simultaneously sounded the alarm bell.
 "Boss, the ancestors have been found, and the people are in Bencheng."
 "Chairman, the president has sent a message that our ancestors are in Bencheng."
 "Patriarch, the whereabouts of our ancestors have appeared, and they are now in Bencheng."
 "Chairman, I received the news that the ancestors are in Bencheng."
 Different voices, different faces, but the same excitement.
 A minute later, countless bigwigs and elites all flocked to Bencheng...
 At this time, countless angry netizens also started to act. Within half an hour, Yongfu Sanatorium was surrounded by these young people who were dazzled by beauty.
 Hearing the scolding outside the door, Song Yuancheng slowly stood up, his eyes were lowered, and his expression was cold.
 "The name of our ancestors is in the heavens and the world, and no one can humiliate them."
 Following this dreamy whisper, a figure stood up from the building on one side.
 He raised the crossbow in his hand as if he had a good heart, and said coldly, "Those who have committed crimes against our ancestors will be killed without mercy."
 Immediately after, in the building on the opposite corner, one person opened the window and looked coldly at the **** clamoring around the door.
 "A group of ants dare to disturb the peace of our ancestors."
 One after another, silhouettes stood up from different directions, their eyes were cold and deep, like an abyss.
 It sounded like a death knell, just like Shura's cold words, everyone's eyes turned to a certain place in Bencheng, their eyes were cold and frenzied, because—that person, right there...
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 Song Haotian, who suffers from Alzheimer’s disease, was abandoned by his children. This kind of thing is not uncommon in Yunyun Network. However, this trivial matter to outsiders has triggered a series of chain reactions.
 The adopted daughter poured dirty water on Song Haotian for the successful draft. Netizens began to criticize and criticize the goddess, and the Internet exposed the old man. Just when they thought that this incident would end successfully with the adopted daughter, an accident happened.
 The president of the East Asian Chamber of Commerce, the elder of the ancient Wu family, the beautiful president of the world’s most powerful security company, the president of the Chinese Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, and many many invisible families and forces, all because of this small The revelations were involved.
 Later, they finally knew who Song Haotian was and how awesome he was. However, it was too late…
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 The senior code farmer Luzhou who caught the wave of rebirth went back to 2010. Lu Zhou said that since the Big Three could not be strangled in the cradle, he would overtake at the corner of 2010 and make a counterattack.
 There is always a dream, if it comes true.
 This is a story of peace of mind.
 This is the daily life of a code farmer.
 This is a note of a young man’s illness.
 Internet 2010, Luzhou’s 2010.
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 Finally caught up with the trend of crossing. Wait, everyone else has a golden finger when they cross, how can I become a little beggar after crossing!
 Fortunately, the memory is still there, watching how I transformed from a little beggar to a top rich man!
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 one night 
 In order to complete the ten-minute clock-in task of the system, Gu Yu bravely broke into the office of the Admissions Office, and confessed to the school to delay the time… 
 The next day, when Gu Yu, who had smashed the rebound, was sheltering from the rain on the basketball court, the school girl came to pick him up! 
 Facing everyone’s doubts, Gao Leng Xiaohua just smiled: I’m here to pick up my boyfriend! 
 Everyone exploded in situ: oh, the newly promoted Banwang is actually with the school flower! 
 Ten months later, Gu Yu looked at the cute and clingy twins in his arms: I remember that the plot I expected was not like this…
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 Unintentionally, Zhang Wanlin bound to the god-level selection system, so his counterattack life began!
 Option 1: Accept the pursuit of big star Yang Tian and get the status of chairman of the world’s top entertainment company!
 Option 2: Accept the apprenticeship request of the world boxing champion, and obtain the secrets of the Eighteen Palms!
 Option 3: Reject the ex-girlfriend’s compound request and get a tenfold reward for assets!
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 A generation respects the birth and becomes a primary school scum? 
 The true identity is the eldest son of China’s largest family who has lost out? 
 After the memory gradually awakened, it turned out to be… a perverted foodie? Fart King Xueba? The gynecological master? Eastern Satan? Move the concert hall, the battlefield stirs shit… 
 A different rebirth, a different city. 
 Easy to be funny, domineering and black, want you to look good!
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 Ye Shaoyang ventured into the city bravely, fighting with people and foxes, collecting all the way! 
 The undead evil god, the evil bandits from all directions. 
 (The first part of the text has been completed, you can rest assured to follow up)
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 “Ten thousand years, in the eyes of mortals, I am a god; in the eyes of cultivators, I am only the weakest condensing state, a mortal who has condensed for thousands of years…”
 Chutian looked at the prosperous city and sighed in his heart. He was disheartened to break through the condensed energy realm and soar to the upper realm. He could only quietly be the strongest mortal in the city…
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 [Lin Fan]: I can see the health bars of everything, control everything, hide in the dark and devour the remaining health. Killing everything will give me experience points and make me stronger! 
 [Night Watchman]: We patrol at night. If you encounter danger, call us! 
 [Federal Research Institute]: We study creatures in the dark world, copy their abilities, and graft them onto ordinary people. Everything is voluntary. 
 [Mechanical Sect]: We abandon our flesh and blood bodies and reshape our mechanical bodies. We believe in the God of Mechanics! 
 [Flesh and Blood Sect]: Flesh and blood are the foundation. Everyone can become the God of flesh and blood! 
 [The Cryer] Anyone who sees my photos and videos will die. I will teleport over to kill you regardless of the distance. 
 [Reincarnator]: Anyone killed by the reincarnation knife in my hand will never be reincarnated. 
 [Time Train]: My passengers come from the past, present, and future. The terminal is here. Please get off! 
 The dark world overlaps with the real world, and the eternal night is coming!
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 Sunanzhi was born with a heart attack and was once asserted that she would not live to be 18 years old. 
 But she survived. Because of her unique eyes, her heart was gradually exercised to be calm. Later, when she saw Jiang Beiyu for the first time, she heard a song in her chest. 
 He is so handsome. 
 Sunanzhi really fits the image of a sick and weak beauty, and she is born as a daughter who has been raised in a mountain village for more than ten years. Her uncles and cousins ​​in the family look at her more like a clown jumping on the beam. 
 Until later, the beam jumping clown rubbed off all the little vests on his body… 
 Theater one: 
 Because of Su Nanzhi’s heart disease, her classmates are usually afraid of irritating people and getting sick, and they even speak softly. Later, in the early morning, several classmates who love horror movies met Sunan Zhi unexpectedly in the midnight theater of the cinema. 
 classmate:”……” 
 Is the tolerance level of heart disease so high now? 
 Sunanzhi: Will you listen to my explanation? 
 You may not believe it when you say it, the ghosts in the movie are not as scary as the ones she saw in the novice village. 
 Theater two: 
 The handsome and handsome young man looked at Su Nanzhi’s previous diary and learned that she coveted her face, and it was not a day or two. 
 He frowned, as if he had encountered a problem that was more difficult than Goldbach’s conjecture. After a long time, he finally couldn’t help asking her: 
 “Are you sure you only look at my face?” 
 “I’m in good shape too, do you want to be healthy too?”
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 That summer, he defeated capital with his talent... 
 Ah? 
 I am capital? 
 That's fine.
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 How would you like to live if life were to start again? Step by step? Or break all the shackles, constraints, and come to his wanton life!
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 The rich second generation of Chuming fell into the middle of his family. When he was destitute, he occasionally acquired the ancient martial arts system. 
 System task: Carry forward the ancient martial arts refining technique in the shortest time. 
 Therefore, Chu Ming chose to publish the new book “Ancient Wushu Exercises” on the novel website, and published the content of the exercises in chapters. 
 Someone tried it out according to the chapters, and it turned out. 
 The whole Huaxia was boiling, and the book Guwu Refining Body was quickly on the hot search list. 
 However, unexpectedly, the book was discovered by Hongmeng Organization and was encrypted by the highest SSS level that day. 
 The author of this book, Chu Ming, became the most mysterious ancient martial master.
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