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  With barely any effort, Xiao Luo had Guo Qinghe sprawled on the ground wailing in pain, bleeding profusely from his nose and mouth, and clinging on for his life. Qiu Yuanjie and his subordinates were shocked as they stared at Xiao Luo in horror. This NSA-trained man was literally a killing machine, was he […]

Xiao Luo opened the door of Room 808 and walked out nonchalantly. Qiu Yuanjie and his team, who had been waiting outside, were too shocked to even utter a word. They only looked at him in a stupor. He had descended so quickly from the hotel’s rooftop to the eighth floor using only his bare

  Xiao Luo’s hands and arms were like mechanical devices, operating with phenomenal gripping power and endurance. With hardly any effort, he withstood the load generated by the force of impact created by his body weight each time he dropped down, a floor at a time. His movements were light, and his swift descent did

  As Qiu Yuanjie was in the hall “reverse-brainwashing” the two to three hundred MLM victims present, Bai Ying, responsible for arresting Yao Baishan, urgently ran up to him and told him that something serious had happened. Never did they expect that Yao Baishan would have a gun, and when they barged into the room,

  At precisely ten o’clock, the task force set off from the police station. Due to this operation’s covert nature, they drove in ordinary sedans, not police cars, so as not to alert the target.   According to Qiu Yuanjie, the MLM operation that they would be striking this time was in Yu District, a

There was no way that Xiao Luo could not have heard what Luo Shuang said. It had been a while since his hearing ability had been enhanced to such a heightened level, way beyond ordinary people’s abilities. He could even hear mosquitoes beating their wings three meters away. With calm confidence, he amicably greeted Tian

[In the VIP ward of City Hospital]   A middle-aged man in a suit was seated by the hospital bed, with a bowl of bird’s nest soup in his left hand and a spoon in his right. He was holding the posture of reaching out to feed someone, but the hospital bed in front of

Su Li did not continue to eat what Aunt Lee had prepared for breakfast. Instead, she followed Xiao Luo to the kitchen area. This time, she intended to carefully observe the way Xiao Luo prepared vegetable taro paste.   Aunt Lee was also watching from the side, keen to learn more about Xiao Luo’s recipe

Rip… rip… RIIIP~   Aroused, Fu Yiren wantonly tore the shirt off Xiao Luo, lewdly ogling his body as she did so. Xiao Luo didn’t have a well-build frame, but his body was lean and well-conditioned with a beautifully defined muscle tone.     “Lady Poison, please, you don’t want to continue doing this…”  

To have a door shut in her face was not something that Su Li was used to, and she felt a little slighted. She had come over to see him and have a chat, and to be turned down is such a brusque manner was unthinkable. She could imagine a long line of men just