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 "Report, you will know by yourself after running!"
 Raising his voice sharply, Li Liang's eyes were bright, and she looked at her unwillingly, saying one word at a time.
 Mo Shangyun stared at him.
 Young, energetic, and intellectuals, there is a tough guy. Such people donate the best years to the troops, but they have the deadliest weakness.
 They have not suffered any setbacks.
 Mo Shangyun believed that before she appeared, he had never been punished for such small things.
 People like this, although they will succumb to certain orders and regulations, but they will also dispute this, ideologically resist, and refuse to lose in their bones.
 People who have their own ideas are not easily brainwashed.
 As Mo Shangyun saw at this moment, the platoon leader had to accept punishment, but he did not willingly recognize her, so his eyes were full of disobedience and resistance.
 "It's very strong," Mo Shangyun hooked his lip, pressed the general cap, and raised his eyebrows, "Five more laps, I'll be with you, is there any problem?
 "report!"
 Li Liang shouted loudly.
 Sweat wets the training uniform, clings to his body, his chest undulates, he breathes quickly, but he stubbornly does not behave too embarrassed.
 "What are the reasons for the five laps this time!"
 Li Liang looked at her calmly, a sharp light burst into his dark eyes.
 "There is no reason, I am happy." Shrugging, Mo Shangyun had a very casual attitude.
 "So," took a deep breath, Li Liang's clang was powerful, "Can I refuse?"
 "No."
 To his murderous eyes, Mo Shangyun refused lightly.
 "Report!" Li Liang's voice was loud.
 "Say."
 "I have an offer!"
 Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes and nodded, "Continue."
 "If you lose, I hope you can take my soldiers and go to the infirmary in person!" Li Liang said with a serious face, and said very seriously.
 "Have you lost?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows lightly.
 "Dispose with you!" Liming's discourse identification.
 As soon as he raised his hand, Mo Shangyun snapped his fingers and nodded with a smile, "OK."
 Somehow, Li Liang glanced at the faint smile on her lips, which was a bit creepy.
 In this temporary match, except for Mo Shangjun and Li Liang, only the soldier who had just finished the penalty run knew that because he was brought over by Mo Shangyun to be the referee.
 and--
 After the two men started to run for nearly a lap, the entire training ground basically found out the situation.
 Scattered people, in groups of two, came in unison and watched.
 Unknown to them, they watched the airborne female deputy Lian and Li platoon leader who had just finished running 30 laps running on the runway, and all of them were stunned.
 What made them even more embarrassed was that Mo Shangyun, who originally ran to the second lap and was not far from Li Liang, began to exert force at the beginning of the third lap. When they ran in front of them, they were basically in a dumbfounded state.
 "Are you fast?"
 One person hit the arm of the person next to him, his trembling fingers proved his tension.
 "Should... soon." The man said thoughtfully.
 "We even run so fast, right?" The person who first asked the question swallowed subconsciously.
 "Yes!" The man deserved it.
 Soon after the two looked at each other, they both bowed their heads in frustration.
 Have!
 How could it not be? !
 But those are top picks! The most top pick among the pile of tops!
 I thought that the airborne deputy company commander was just a beautiful vase. After all, she really looked like a vase, but even in the cafeteria, her skill and decisive personality were even ignored. Now even their men Bing's proud physical abilities were crushed by the female company commander's self-esteem.
 These hearts, as if pressed by heavy stones, panic.
 after all--
 That's a woman!
 At this time, Lin Qi, who had been working out on the training ground, rushed to Mo Shangjun's last lap and came to run nearby.
 "Good platoon leader."
 "Second row."
 "Lin platoon leader."
 Someone around said hello, Lin Qi looked at them, and then his eyes fell to Mo Shangyun running on the runway.
 Starting on the fifth lap, Mo Shangyun has led Li Liang by more than half a lap.
 Although Li Liang has ran for thirty laps and has very little energy left, but Mo Junyun is indeed fast, and even without panting during the run, his breathing is incredible.
 Hearing the sound of discussion and exclamation around, Lin Qi's brows moved slightly, and there was a flash of disdain in his eyes.
 Mo Shangyun's strength is more than mediocre.
 This guy who looks at the mood and the environment has never seen her show her true abilities.
 Halfway through the last lap, Mo Shangjun's speed slowed down, almost keeping a certain distance from Li Liang, but did not give Li Liang a chance to shorten the distance.
 "Three rows long, come on!"
 "Li platoon leader, come on!"
 "Little pear, come on!"
 ...
 Near the runway, there was a burst of cheering, and several old men gathered together, and the roar in unison was shocking and deafening.
 The cheering sound is completely one-sided trend. Every shouting is for Li Liang, and Mo Shangyun, who is far ahead, has become a collective target for them.
 Everyone knows that Li Liang had already finished the thirty laps before being contested with Mo Shangjun. Regardless of how Mo Shangyun performed on the runway, she said that she was bullying when she asked for such a game. People, aren't they?
 What is the significance of this unfair game?
 They are unwilling, they are angry, they are angry!
 After learning the situation from the soldiers, Mo Shaoyun's shameless behavior was completely rejected by the collective!
 Ran--
 When everything was finalized, how to scream and howl they watched, and how to give Li Liang psychological strength, but still failed to change the result.
 Ink on the way smoothly, keeping more than half of Li Liang's distance, stepping on the finish line unexpectedly.
 The moment Mo Shunyun stopped running, he felt that there were countless lines of hostile glances.
 The sight filled with anger and dissatisfaction represents a collective emotion. They are resisting the unfairness of Mo Shangyun, and they express a resistance to the existence of Mo Shangyun.
 Those eyes, like thorns, came from all directions.
 With his eyes closed, Mo Shangyun took a deep breath and quickly adjusted the disordered breath after running.
 Gradually, the step-by-step running sound behind him became clearer, with a stubborn persistence, as if to prove something to her.
 Until the moment the footsteps disappeared, Mo Shangyun turned around and looked towards him behind him.
 Li Liang stepped on the finish line, standing straight and straight, his eyes full of stubbornness that he refused to lose, he gasped deeply, sweating, unstable breath, embarrassed, but his waist was straight and an arrogance supported him Get up and stay still.
 At the next moment, the crowd of onlookers came swarming.
 "Little pear, how are you?"
 "President, are you okay, are you okay?"
 "Walk around and rest for a while."
 ...
 They surrounded Li Liang, there were worried, related, helpless and spectator.
 Raising the brim, Mo Shunyun's expression remained unchanged, and his pace was slow. He came to Li Liang in the sight of many precautions.
 "you lose."
 Word by word, the words on the ink are clear and the tone is calm.
 A group of people suddenly fell silent.
 "report!"
 A strong shout rang out from the crowd.
 The soldier who was carried to the referee, with his eyes bulging at the moment, came out of Li Liang's side.
 "Say." Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes slightly.
 "This game is not fair!"
 Staring at her angrily, the soldier shouted indignantly.
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 Mo Shang Jun, a rare female commander of the Reconnaissance Battalion, was gorgeous as a pinup vase.
 Rumour has it: this highness has capricious moods, cunning ways, and is the walking definition of the word shameless!
 Yan Tian Xing, the mysterious captain of the Yama Team in the Special Forces was a devil—he’s wicked hot.
 Rumour has it: this young master has a cruel temperament, ruthless ways, and is the walking definition of the word tyrant!
 In reality however.
 The both of them are first-class ‘lookist’s!
 note: ‘lookist’ refers to someone who assumes one’s character based on physical appearance or looks only, however the word used in the raws is 颜控 which is closer to the definition of ‘appearance-complex’ meaning the person is very taken by appearance of others before anything else and favours good-looking people.
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 Civilization is destroyed and records lost. Only Dudian survives in a cryogenic sleep. Three hundred years later, Dudian wakes up and must become Dean to survive. Who can he trust in this world overrun by monsters without and within?
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 I am the inspector of life and death, time, and space. 
 But I prefer you to call me — Traveler. 
 This is the legend of a space-time traveler.
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 If you are an ordinary person living in the last days of zombies and monsters, are you afraid? 
 If you can easily learn all the martial arts of Grandpa Jin-Eighteen Palms of Dragon, Jiuyang Divine Power, Yijinjing, etc. Are you afraid? 
 Well, if you are still scared, how about advanced martial arts, such as three-point returning strength, Paiyun Zhangfengshen legs, Wanjian returning, Mo Ke Wuliang and so on?
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 Cultivators all have a soul beast, one that awakens at 13 years old. 
 However, Ye Chenfeng lacks one and is subsequently banished. 
 Ye Chenfeng obtains the favor of the heavens after years of humiliation. 
 With his gifts, he will walk his path to the strongest.
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 Unfortunately, the older diaosi, who was struck by lightning, woke up and found that it was the end of the world. With the help of an unreliable system, relying on his own wisdom, he found a reliable partner, looking for his own way of survival.
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 As an international mercenary, Feng Luo entered a technologically advanced parallel world during a mission.
 After living several years in the new world, an online sci-fi game called War became popular across the entire Star Federation.
 Desert Eagles, Barrett, AK-47, Apache, RPG… One after another, familiar gears awakened his memories of the past!
 Terminator, Zerg, Resident Evil, the Force,… The missions that appeared after a system update made him even more suspicious and shocked! As such, Feng Luo entered War and became a sniper.
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 Advanced cancer, life hanging by a thread, how to reverse it?
 Only by breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, the two worlds can be conferred gods!
 Double-pass door, the only extraordinary~
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 Rebirth of England in 1890. 
 [Family assets exceed 1,000 pounds, reward a recipe for Chanel No. 5 perfume] 
 [Family assets exceed 10,000 pounds, reward a Red Bull formula] 
 [Family reputation is small and famous, and a reward for automotive technology] 
 [Family influence is world-famous, reward a copy of the cultivation method] 
 As a result, Li Lin started his struggle in England. If he was not careful, he was going to be awesome!
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 The vast wilderness is filled with thousands of ethnic groups. A generation of immortal emperors reborn, with the body of a mortal, surpassing the immortals.
 I don’t want to be invincible, but I’m going further and further on the road of invincibility.
 He just wanted to play in the world, but inadvertently, his best friend and classmate climbed to the top of the world and looked down on all beings.
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 A ceremony to summon an Outer God failed, and the believers left in disappointment, leaving behind a messy scene.
 However, after they left, an Outer God named Nie Yuan arrived belatedly.
 Looking at the strange world of painting, Nie Yuan began to doubt his identity, and fell into deep contemplation…
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 “White Moonlight (Bai Yueguang) lies within a certain part of the heart, you are my unspeakable wound.”
 Having the natural constitution of being a White Moonlight, He Ziming, after his death, got bound to the “Cannon fodder’s Counterattack System,” and thus began his journey of being reborn as all kinds of cannon fodder, helping the original owners of the body he is occupying fulfilling their wishes, face-slapping the protagonists and becoming their White Moonlight.
 Because I like you, I die, but to you I am as insignificant as a bird’s feather.
 However, I still want you to remember me for your whole life, to engrave my name into your heart and soul so deeply that your heart will hurt by only thinking of me.
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 “With my knowledge, give me a fulcrum on which to place it and I shall move the world!”
 …
 Sorcerer Continent—a world where sorcerers exist. Wielders of arcane knowledge. Masters of all elements. Sovereigns of space and time. These sorcerers governed the world with their unrivalled prowess. One day, a young man awakened into this world with his past forgotten and no place to call home. Follow along as Glenn, by relying on his luck and wit, tries to survive and advance in this unforgiving world. Entangled within the machinations of fate, political schemes, power struggles and wars, he forges his own path and creates a place for himself.
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