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 In fact, it was only after the fact that solemnly knew that what happened that night was just an accident.
 The reason was just because battalion commander Teng Wenji went to the toilet once.
 Battalion Commander Teng has always had a lot of fate with the toilet. Last time recruit Dan Changsheng saluted him in the toilet, which caused a joke, and this time, it was also because of a trip to the toilet, which led to solemn misfortune.
 Originally at the party, Teng Wenji, the leader of the battalion, wanted to sit in front of the party with the regiment commander to watch the party.
 It's just that in the past two days for the Chinese New Year, the cooking class has done a bit of cooking.
 The night before, on New Year's Eve, battalion commander Teng Wenji went to the company one by one to offer condolences and toasts. He ate a few more slices of fried pork belly with chili peppers, and then drank more cold beer. He didn't want to make his stomach sick.
 After returning from the air defense concealment exercise in the morning, Teng Wenji's stomach was like a pierced spring hole, grumbling all day long.
 Although the hygienist gave some medicine to eat, it finally eased up a bit. In the evening, it was a group activity for the whole group. As the leader of the battalion, he could not be absent, so he gritted his teeth and followed the team in the battalion to the group headquarters to watch the performance.
 I never thought that not long after the party kicked off, a revolution was already happening in this stomach, so I quickly apologized to Wei Xuefeng, head of the regiment, and ran to the toilet of the regiment headquarters to unload the goods.
 After the unloading came out, the performance had already started for a long time. The chief seat was at the front of the team. To return to the original position, you had to go through the entire group.
 At that time on the stage, the female soldier's performance team came out to perform the dance of "Little Backpack", and all the male soldiers were focused and their eyes were shining.
 Teng Wenji thought about it for a while, but don't rush back to the chief's seat in front of everyone's eyes, not to mention the sudden onset of smoking addiction, so he simply took a small bench from the company next to him and sat directly behind the tail of the eighth company. .
 The recruits in the back saw the battalion commander, and of course they were so frightened that they quickly put their hands on their knees, sat upright with their chests up and their backs upright, and didn't dare to make a sound.
 Unexpectedly, Battalion Commander Teng, who was comfortably taking a break, heard the solemn man sitting not far in front of him commenting on the female soldiers who were performing on the stage. Basic respect for lesbians.
 This is considered solemn and makes it appear.
 In the army, the relationship between men and women has always been a high-voltage line in the red line, which must not be touched.
 The same is true for the attitude towards lesbians. You can think about it in your heart, but you can't say it with your mouth.
 It is wrong to say.
 It's okay to say that others don't care, it's a matter of personal style.
 Zhuang Yan was in a confused state when he was called out by Teng Wenji from the queue.
 Teng Wenji was already deeply impressed by the new recruit in front of him who had not been awarded the title - of course, it was definitely not a good impression.
 "Tonight was supposed to be a happy day. After the New Year, I didn't want to get angry, but just now, when I came back from doing some errands and sat behind the Eighth Company, I heard some extremely frivolous and impetuous words from some new comrades. These words are very incompatible with our revolutionary soldier status, and these are the words of hooligan Xiao Fei in some places."
 He turned sideways, glanced at the solemn next to him, with a dead face in the mortuary, and said expressionlessly: "What ordinary stuff? You say, what is ordinary stuff? What is Tianjin Goubuli? Shuangyan, come here. Explain to everyone?"
 Battalion commander Teng Wenji asked solemnly.
 From the team below, there were already bursts of suppressed laughter that did not dare to be presumptuous.
 In fact, any male soldier probably had the same idea as Zhuang Yan, but no one said it. Maybe he did, but he only said it in private, and dared not let the cadres hear it.
 "What are you laughing laughing!"
 Teng Wenji said loudly: "Female soldiers are also revolutionary comrades in arms. Can you use words such as ordinary people and Tianjin dogs to treat their comrades? What are you thinking!"
 While criticizing, he went on from the idea that women can hold up half the sky to the issue of respect for personality, and finally brought up the self-cultivation of revolutionary soldiers.
 Standing on the side solemnly, he was already suffering more than Huanglian in his heart.
 However, he also knew that he was right. He was disgusted with the arrogant appearance of the female soldier, so he made a rude remark. He didn't want to be caught.
 So I didn't dare to say anything, I just held up my military posture with all my strength, guessing that this would at least add some impression points.
 Perhaps battalion commander Teng Wenji was still brooding about the morning air defense drill, so he magnified this trivial matter.
 After approving it for a while, in fact, he didn't want to take Zhuang Yan and let him be dragged down by himself.
 However, when the battalion commander criticized in public, he lost the face of the Eighth Company and the second platoon.
 So when the people in the battalion returned to the station, Zhuang Yan was called and criticized by the company commander Zhang Jianxing before disbanding.
 This is often the case.
 Level by level, then level by level.
 When he finally returned to the platoon, platoon leader Adai felt that he had been slapped several times in the face—from the battalion commander to the company commander.
 So, on the night of the first day of the new year, when everyone slept with their heads covered, Zhuang Yan carried his own equipment and ran around the big playground like a dog under the supervision of Yin Xiancong.
 "I said solemn..."
 After Zhuang Yan had run for a full twenty laps~www.wuxiaspot.com~ he fell to his knees and could not get up, Yin Xiancong walked up to him and said, "I don't know what you think, and I don't know either. Are you tired, I'm tired for you anyway."
 Zhuang Yan leaned back, and he lay upright on the yellow mud floor, gasping for breath as if he had collapsed.
 "stand up!"
 Yin Xiancong stretched out his foot and slapped the solemn lying on the ground.
 "I can't run anymore, squad leader..." Zhuang Yan said pitifully, "These days, I'm the recruit who runs the most in the company..."
 Yin Xiancong's heart moved slightly, and he squatted down: "Do you blame me? Do you think I think so in the middle of the night, everyone is sleeping, I, the monitor, have to accompany you here to toss? I say solemn, you don't even think about it yourself. , can you live without dying one day?"
 Zhuang Yan suddenly turned his eyes away from the sky, looked at Yin Xiancong and said, "Squad leader, it's not me who killed me, I think it's me and Sanying who don't get along. I'm always unlucky here."
 "Unlucky?" Yin Xiancong stood up again angrily, this time he was not so polite, and kicked the solemn backpack directly: "It seems that you haven't realized your mistake?"
 Zhuang Yan was unconvinced and said, "My biggest mistake was that I was tricked by my father and became a soldier."
 Yin Xiancong was so angry that he pulled Zhuang Yan up from the ground.
 "I'll give you three more laps, run!"
 Zhuang Yan opened his mouth and wanted to defend something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
 Yes, the army is not a place to be reasonable, let alone a price to talk about.
 He took heavy steps and ran on the big playground again.
 Now, he felt that he really couldn't stay in the Eighth Company any longer, there was no way to stay in this hellish place.
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 The most proud things in a man’s life include: serving once, being a special forces soldier, and fighting against the strongest soldiers in the world.
 Also, dedicate a youth to your motherland and fight your life for the people on this hot land.
 These are all done solemnly.
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 In the sick city, being sick may make your life better, but it is also possible that you will encounter many bizarre things.
 If you are encountering distortions and weirdness, if you are fighting against sick rules, please don’t give up hope, because I am on my way to the rescue.
 I am a ginger sick tree, and I may be the last healthy person in the sick city.
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 With a father as strong as the highest heavens themselves, Gravis wasn't required to step into the cold and ruthless world of cultivation.
 But when Heaven used him in a scheme to get back at his father, Gravis realized that he needed strength to gain true freedom.
 As long as he remained his weak self, he would always remain beneath Heaven’s oppression. Only true power brings true freedom.
 To gain strength, Gravis ventured into the lower worlds to start his cultivation under true life and death tempering.
 Only a strong will, which had been forged in striving for every resource available, would allow him to reach the peak.
 Heaven’s strongest weapon was Lightning of Divine Punishment, and only if he made this weapon his, would he have a chance.
 So, to overthrow Heaven,
 Lightning Is the Only Way!
 Yet, the path to power is painful.
 Not everyone reaches the peak.
 But Gravis will!
 No matter how much pain he feels along the way!
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 Lin Li accidentally enters another world while playing with his smurf mage account just after he maxes out all kinds of crafting skills, bringing with him various top-grade materials. Although his character is practically powerless, what he gains in return is unprecedented magical talent! Can he survive by himself after being thrown into another world?
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 This novel is also known as Fey Evolution Merchant 
 The shining stars and birds flying in the blue sky and white clouds, the fast shadow clouded leopards hunting and hunting in the vast grasslands, the acid eroded pythons hiding in the shadows of trees in the mottled rain forest, and the chalky Canglong dragon under the deep blue sea. 
 Lin Yuan found that he could allow infinite evolution of spirits, and continuously purify the bloodline. 
 Dust butterfly-stainless steel butterfly-emerald green butterfly-royal tourmaline butterfly. 
 This is a pure pet article, a world of beast masters.
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 He died on the wedding of the girl he had a crush on, after a long and successful career. After convincing Yama to send him back to the world, he decides to fix the areas in which his life went wrong. Realizing the lack of love and romance in his past life, he sets out to conquer the hearts of various women.
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 In the Holy Grail War, who holds the artifact and beats everything? 
 Gilgamesh! It’s yellow hair! It’s yellow hair! 
 In the face of catastrophe, who can stand up and save the world? 
 Kurosaki Ichigo! Uzumaki Naruto! It’s yellow hair! It’s yellow hair! It’s yellow hair! 
 In front of the heroine, who can counterattack, the bull-headed protagonist? 
 It’s yellow hair! It’s yellow hair! 
 Who is Huangmao? 
 I am Huangmao!
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 David became a pioneer in the Tiran Kingdom and acquired his own territory, becoming a village chief under the kingdom’s rule. 
 Although his land was located in a somewhat remote and harsh environment where crops were difficult to grow, and the village was only inhabited by him, David believed these difficulties could be overcome. 
 David declared, “My territory is open to all realms and dimensions. I won’t go looking for you; you come to me!”
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 He is a gifted and intelligent young man. He is a murderer that enjoys the bloodshed.
 He has a split personality disorder, yet his IQ far exceeds that of normal people.
 He entered a maximum security prison as a young boy, but he made himself a genius by reading extensively in the prison.
 He has two names. The first one is Qin Lun, the other is Joey.
 Today will be his execution day…
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 Humanity was on the brink of destruction. Muyoung, an assassin from the Forest of Death, fell to his knees. There were corpses all around him. For years, he had worked for the Forest of Death and had finally been able to eradicate them. Now, he, himself, was about to die. He closed his eyes as he felt his heart stop beating.
 Suddenly, Muyoung opened his eyes. By some miracle, he was still alive. He then realized that he had actually gone back 40 years in time. Join him as he decides to fix humanity’s past mistakes and fight against the 72 demons of the Underworld.
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 Lu Chang’an cultivated the reincarnation of immortals for two generations, and in the third life, An Wengou reached the Nascent Soul stage, solved the mystery of the reincarnation stele, and then practiced the mediocre ancient health-preserving skills. 
 Avoid fighting and fighting, operate steadily, and form good relationships with people. 
 After a long cultivation career, I got acquainted with growing characters, upright leaders, celestial beauties, demon giants, evil cultivators, thousand-year-old monsters, behind-the-scenes chess players… 
 Watch the ups and downs of the world, the ebb and flow of the tide. 
 Unknowingly, it has become a living fossil in the world of cultivating immortals, an evergreen tree through the ages. 
 ………… 
 Mortal flow, stable, pseudo-longevity, decisive killing, and normal three views.
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 I come from the human world;
 Here I seek for eternal youth;
 Cultivating in the way of immortality;
 Shedding blood with martial arts;
 I use my sword to slay all my enemies;
 Riding on the wind to cast my saint soul.
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 What is fate?
 Destined? Providence? Irreversible?
 I don’t understand.
 Only know that I can’t bear to see your hair turns white before your time, a sword to end a love that has yet to begin.
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