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 Although the old man was cursing, he finally drove his broken pickup truck, carrying the corpses of a bastard and three bastards, to Gotham Port in the late night rain.
 It's not that Saibo can't drive, nor that he can't handle such a small scene alone, it's just that the environment in Gotham Port is too dangerous for an outsider, and this kind of weather is most suitable for some secret transactions Well, Dad can't let the helper he found with great difficulty just sleep under the sea of ​​Gotham without knowing why.
 Cyber ​​is indeed very good at fighting, but in this era, it is no longer an era where only fighting can solve problems.
 The rainy night of this season is a bit cold, especially when standing on the windy pier, Saibo took three large black bags out of the car, found some heavy stones from the side, and wrapped them with wire Wrap them neatly, and then push those three things into the sea under the watchful eyes of the old man sitting in the car. There is no moon in the rainy night, so all the sad things that happened just now, except God and these two No one knows except the individual.
 "Next, boy."
 The old man stretched out his hand from the car window, and threw a cigar to Saibo, who held it in his mouth, and lit it with difficulty in the rain. The mellow smoke floated around him, and the His upper body was shrouded in the mist of the rainy night.
 The mellow smoke wafted in the cold night around Saibo, and when the cigar was on and off, the chaotic thinking once again involuntarily fell into the memories of the past.
 Fragmented memories, perhaps not because of this muddle-headed journey, but because the previous life was fragmented. Saibo can vaguely remember that he opened the envelope again and again, and there were various names written on it. English, some Chinese, and some distorted text.
 That was his goal and his life. He used guns, knives, hands, ropes, and traps to make those who should not survive accept their due ending, but at that time he , should not be a bad guy in the traditional sense.
 Because in that memory, there is still the picture of him swearing, and that heavy mission.
 He traveled from one city to another, from one country to another, from one continent to another, his life was never controlled by himself, and his circle was pale and terrible, with no friendship, no love, no kinship, What is it like? that kind of life...
 "arms!"
 Saber muttered the word that jumped into his mind, and then he shook his already soaked hair violently.
 Yes, live like a weapon, don't even need to think, focus on your mission, focus on... killing people.
 Like a snake living in the dark, or a bulldog or something, just need to sharpen its fangs, he has adapted to this kind of life, but why would he break this kind of life?
 Saibo endured the increasingly severe headache, this body seemed unwilling to let him recall too many things, but these were enough.
 The last image that flashed in his mind was the scene of him in pajamas, blocking a child holding a plush doll. It seemed to be a certain city in this country. He should be on a mission, in a hotel On the street at the door, bullets like light and shadow flew towards him.
 He closed his eyes, he knew he was going to die...
 "There is an afterlife...to live for myself!"
 That was probably the last sentence he said in his previous life, but ironically, if his biological clock is not wrong, it should have been said 2 hours ago, and the fate is so magical, maybe it is because of killing life to save people in the previous life, So at the last moment, Mantian Shenfo gave him a chance...
 "cut"
 Saibo disdainfully exhaled two streams of smoke from his nostrils, and then gestured his middle finger towards the sky. He never believed in God.
 But he thought that sentence was great, he turned around with his half-burned cigar in his mouth, leaned against the cold railing, lowered his head in the heavy rain, feeling the falling raindrops that became more and more violent, he Looking at my hands, watching the rain wet it, and then slowly clenched into fists in the raindrops.
 "This life, live for yourself!"
 "Kang Long"
 A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the dim Gotham Port at this moment, and the father looked at Saber walking with his head bowed in the heavy rain, watching the moment when the lightning flashed through the sky, illuminating everything , only Saibo's figure was as dark as ink in the light.
 Looks...Cooooool!
 Saber stayed in the rain for a full five minutes before returning to the car in embarrassment.
 The old man started the car, looked curiously at Saibo who leaned his head on the car window, and asked in a low voice, "What were you doing just now?"
 Saibo, who used to talk a lot, was very silent at this moment, until he answered the old gun bar again, and when he walked into the creaking wooden door, he threw the cigarette butt in his mouth viciously to the rainy night outside the door, and then He grinned at his father, showing a brimming smile.
 "I'm saying goodbye."
 The old man looked at Saibo as if he was insane, then stuffed the mop in his hand into his palm, pointed to the floor full of bloody footprints,
 "Very well, you're an emotional villain, so clean up this place for me, and then go to bed. There's food in the refrigerator on the second floor. Remember, at nine o'clock tomorrow...Jamie may come looking for trouble."
 Christian, the veteran, put his wrist around Sable's neck and strangled him severely. This was probably his way of expressing his kindness. Then Sable heard his father suppressing his anger,
 "Teach them a lesson, and let me see if you are really capable, or if you just bully those little hooligans."
 Saibo's face immediately turned bitter, and he looked at his father, "Well, it's not good to kill people during the day, right?"
 The old man's eyes at this time really looked like he was looking at a psychopath, he let go of Saibo's neck cursingly,
 "The way to solve the problem is not just to kill, you crazy, Jamie may be a little difficult to deal with, but his men are just fools who can't stand on the table, 3 days! I only need 3 days! Got it?"
 After finishing speaking, the old man yawned and walked up to the second floor, leaving only an empty small bar and Seb who was cleaning in it. When there was no one, the chatter became quiet When he got down, he began to work happily while humming some kind of tune.
 He seems to be very careful in doing any work, even squatting on the ground and wiping it vigorously with a rag in order to remove a blood stain, so when he finished cleaning thoroughly, the hands of the clock had pointed to 4:30, the real midnight .
 Saibo's body was shaking a little. He locked the door, walked up the stairs, took a large red sausage from the refrigerator on the second floor, chewed it while going up to the third floor, and opened the one next to the window. The door of the room, without looking at the surrounding layout, just took off the wet coat in the dark, threw it aside, and then fell on the bed.
 Soon, a uniform grunt sounded.
 At the same time, in the darkness of this rainy night, in a mansion not far from the pier, two bald heads were discussing things together. But it was a stack of photos, a pistol on top of the photos, and an open bottle of vodka next to it. This kind of high-precision drink is generally kept at a respectful distance.
 But it's a favorite of Russians.
 The shortest bald head picked up the first one of the photo, and looked at it in front of his eyes. It was a woman with brown hair and a gentle smile. Looking at this photo, a trace of bald head appeared in his hazy drunken eyes. grinning,
 "Tsk tsk, what a beautiful chick, what's her name?"
 "Rachel Dawes, Assistant District Attorney."
 Another bald man took a sip of vodka, his collar was open, revealing his muscular muscles and lush chest hair, he muttered,
 "A tricky little beauty who doesn't like money and isn't afraid of threats, and at the bottom of Zhafalconi's boss, the boss asked us to create a little "accident", Boshkin, I leave it to you."
 The short bald head shook his head and snorted,
 "Okay, the law and order in Gotham is getting worse and worse. These righteous people may encounter some accidents when commuting to get off work. Those poor beggars on Narrow Island who have nothing to eat are willing to exchange their lives for money. The matter of a bullet, Just like the Wayne couple back then, hahaha."
 Having said that, the short bald man named Poshkin threw the photo aside casually. He looked at his boss and lowered his voice.
 "Brother, Bruce Wayne, who died seven years ago, is back. I heard that his company plans to buy the entire Port of Gotham. Do you think he will... After all, 7 years ago, Boss Falconi asked you Killed Zili outside the courtroom..."
 Hearing Poshkin's question, the bottle in Jamie's hand stopped for a moment, he took a deep breath, put the bottle on the table, and sneered,
 "Then Master Bruce should thank me. I helped him kill his father and enemy. Besides, Falconi asked me to do it...but what you said makes sense."
 Jamie closed his eyes and thought for a few minutes, his body straightened up from the sofa, and he hooked his fingers towards Poshkin,
 "Isn't that old Christian going to sell his store?"
 "Don't worry, brother, I have sent Bourne and the others to "handle it"."
 Boshkin licked his lips, "Just a bad old man, but I don't understand, brother, what do we need that shitty bar for?"
 "What do you know!"
 Jamie glared at his younger brother, but he quickly explained, "Wayne Industries has already planned to revitalize the Port of Gotham. Once the port is prosperous again, a place to have fun will be indispensable. That old man can't do business. Let's do it! Find some women, and get a batch of goods from Boss Falconi, isn't it more profitable than we fight and kill? Boshkin, our two brothers came to the United States all the way from Siberia, we didn't do it for Who are you going to work for! Once Bruce Wayne and Falconi match up, it's time for us to reap!"
 "Wait, no matter who it is, don't try to take Gotham Port from me!"
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 In the dark mist of chaotic gotham, he’s the crimson devil bring the blood,he is sin! For lost mutants, his new force rise, he is stubborn! In the conflict of shield and hydra, he is the sword cut in the war, he is firm! Admired, detested, praised, cursed, some love him, other hate him. His heart is just like trenchant blade he held, never hesitate, never vacillate, never fluctuate, who can defeat a men like this? Welcome to, the story of the overlord.
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 Others treated disease to save person, he treated disease to steal heart.
 The Frost Goddess was deeply captivated by him. The gentle and kind beautiful teacher was completely enchanted by him. Even the cold and beautiful female assassin melted quietly because of him.
 Competing in medical skills? He was the one who treated the Godly Doctor. Competing with backgrounds? Leaders rushed to him. What? You actually wanted to compete with him in a match for match? Looking at the gentle girl beside him, Tang Yu had a headache as he said, “Beautiful girl, how did you fall in love with me?”
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 Once through the Pirate World, Ye Chen became a man with the power of the wind.
 Kuzan: No matter how cold the ice is, it won’t freeze his sword.
 Akadog: The slash he made was even hotter than my magma!
 Huang Yuan: I am obviously fast enough, why is he faster than me!
 Hawkeye: He is the enemy of my life!
 Ye Chen: You ask me why my swordsmanship is so sharp? Nothing, just E’s fast enough!
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 (female respect + quick travel + save the hero + one-to-one sweet pet)
 If Su Qiruo transmigrated into a book, she transmigrated into a Novel of Empresses that she was reading.
 In the book, women are masters of the outside world, and they are appointed as marquises to pay homage to their prime ministers. This is indeed a cool text in the Shuang text.
 I wanted to achieve my own career happily and freely, regardless of love affairs.
 But when the poor little child knelt down in front of her humbly and called out: “My wife…”
 Su Qiruo still couldn’t hold back and rushed forward.
 That’s all, it’s good to bring a tow bottle.
 It’s okay to pet and be happy.
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 Ye Fan accidentally obtained the super black technology system, and since then embarked on an open life path. 
 What holographic projection, nuclear power battery, anti-gravity engine, super-light technology, everything. 
 A company: Scumbags, you don’t even have a chip. If you don’t have me, you won’t even be able to use a computer! 
 Ye Fan: Oh, I accidentally made a quantum computer. The performance seems to be 10,000 times that of yours! 
 Enemy: Your TM is on and off! How do you have the black technology of the whole universe! 
 Ye Fan: No, I didn’t open it, I just happened to have a system.
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 In a world where its inhabitants can destroy a city wall single-handedly, the empress has a kirin as her pet, and the imperial palace of Great Xia has a pool containing a dragon. There is also a Sword Mountain where spirit swords occasionally leave in search of a master .
 Bootlicking the empress, Ren Baqian ascended to the apex of life.
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 "Lu Lijun! what're you doing?"
 "Shhh! Let me see where that bastard touched you," he tucked the loose hair strand behind her earlobe, "Nobody is allowed to touch my wife."
 "I..AM...NOT...YOUR...WIFE.."
 "Dare to say it again and in no time you will see yourself on that bed under me...and I'll make sure, you won't be able to rest for even a single moment, till the morning.”
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 At the age of twenty, Jiang Yuyan married her love Lu Qiang, an heir to one of the most powerful business families in the capital. Tragically, a few months later, an unfortunate incident cost her husband's life.
 A series of unfathomable incidents compelled Jiang Yuyan to marry her brother-in-law Lu Lijun, who's younger than her. Her new marriage meant nothing to her more than just an act to protect the people she cared about.
 She planned to leave the Lu family after Lu Lijun became independent and spend the rest of her life with the memories of Lu Qiang which she treasured for all those years, but that turned out to be her wishful thinking.
 Her brother-in-law, Lu Lijun, realizes that he is in love with her and wants her to be his wife.
 What will unfold when he confessed his feelings to her, knowing that she will never accept him?
 Will he be able to make her fall in love with him? Will her heart come alive again?
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 Nine Dragons mainland, there was Nine Dragons in ancient times!
 According to legend, the one who wins one dragon can rank above hundreds of millions; the one who wins Nine Dragons should be the master of the mainland!
 The young Yunxiao, suffering from painful meridians in order to save the righteous, but encountering extraordinary circumstances, he rose from the extreme, and he was reborn from the soul of the dragon war god, and from then on opened a legend of his own against the sky.
 “Huh? Isn’t this a grass nematode?”
 “Who said this is a grass nematode? Have you ever seen a grass nematode that is golden?”
 “Even if it is golden, it is also a grass nematode!”
 “No, it’s a dragon!”
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 This novel is also known as Lady Charm 
 In her past life, Jun MuYan had a hard life and died miserably. Her unborn child was ripped from her to be refined as an elixir, and even her own flesh was used as someone else’s stepping stone. 
 In this arduous life, she has an outwardly cold, adorable Bao (treasure/baby) beside her. 
 “Xiao Bao, that woman who wants to form a contract with the sacred beast is Mommy’s enemy.” 
 Thus, the top sacred beast becomes Xiao Bao’s pet. 
 “Xiao Bao, this God Musician’s inheritance is too powerful!” 
 Tiny hands move, and the place of inheritance opens. Jun MuYan becomes the only successor of the God Musician. 
 “Xiao Bao, this man is always pestering Mommy and doesn’t let go!” 
 Xiao Bao immediately strikes to drive said man away… hey, you can’t be driven away!? 
 You’re my father? What father? Can you even eat that?
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 Yang Ming is an underachiever in high school. He skips class to shoot pool, cheats on his exams and gets into fights. However, by a twist and turn of fate and luck, he obtains some high-tech contact lenses that give him superpowers and dramatically change his life.
 As his journey unfolds, he battles against society’s big guns and attempts to bring justice into an unjust world. Along the way, he has many interesting and romantic encounters with the ladies who are charmed by his character.
 How will he use his superpowers?
 Will he be able to overcome evil and bring justice to the world?
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 Meet Gu Yu—a college dropout and a talented incense maker, and at the same time, the rather stoic protagonist of this story. Despite his somewhat introverted manner, he has a tendency to make sarcastic remarks in his thoughts. One day, after saving a squirrel, a windfall (metaphorically and literally) dropped into his lap. Stumbling into the cultivation world with little help, he was not turned into Superman overnight (as he would like). Apparently, becoming a cultivator would not make your life easier, at least in the beginning.
 Somewhere along the road, he ran into Jiang Xiaozhai, a young woman who’s got the brains, the beauty, and maybe one or two secrets of her own. As it turned out, the two made a perfect team—Mulder-and-Scully style. Motivated by many unanswered questions, they had been running up and down the country, getting into all kinds of trouble, and learning more of the modern cultivation world, which is by no means the same as in the ages long past…
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 After thousands of years of silence, the world of cultivation once again welcomed the golden age. 
 While the prodigies and sects’ various disciples in the world competed, Zhou Feng had only a skill panel. And the panel would only give him passive skills. 
 Gluttony: When you digest food, you can digest it faster and better. You will also get hungry faster. 
 Strength: When you are not fighting, you will slowly regain 1% of your health. 
 Blade-Sharpening Rock: You will gain 1 point every time you fight. 
 Age Gracefully: Every year you live, you gain Defense +1. 
 Armor: You will have an armor of a certain ratio every time you attack. 
 Dao Seeds: Increase of 1% to your familiarity with cultivating the Dao. 
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 “All sorts of passive skills are vested within me. I cultivate passively!” 
 “As long as I can live until the end, then I will become the strongest!”
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 Reborn as the daughter of Maya Hansen, a genius with an IQ of 220.
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 Fourth, how to save the North Star.
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