Although she is a woman, she is a capable and competent woman who is no less than any man, and a qualified soldier.
When Nangong Zixin learned that her former best friend was still alive, she was filled with shock and joy that she could not calm down for a long time.
When they meet an old friend in a foreign land, they should embrace each other, but the current circumstances do not allow it, leaving several people feeling frustrated.
That evening, Lake sat on the bed, waiting for the person in the bathroom to come out of the shower, and happily flipped through a magazine.
What are you doing here?
"What, my lady? Shouldn't I be here?"
Lake chuckled and playfully pinched the tip of her nose. Shen Shiyi saw him rushing forward with a warm hug and couldn't dodge in time.
He spent a beautiful night together, but unfortunately, there were always some clueless people who disturbed his sweet dreams.
After Lake left, Shen Shiyi breathed a sigh of relief, finally managing to escape the night.
In the basement, the screams of spies from various countries echoed incessantly.
Lake listened to the undercover agents' heart-wrenching screams without moving, and walked to a cell where serious criminals were being held.
The guards opened the iron gate, and several men strode in, cold pistols pointed directly at their foreheads, the air thick with the suffocating sound of death.
"It seems you really want to go to the Western Paradise."
At this moment, Lake's eyes were filled with cold and ruthless killing intent, and his words were as chilling as ice.
Who could imagine that someone who was just moments ago being all lovey-dovey and affectionate could be so cold-blooded at this moment?
The man stood silently on the cold ground.
“Sir, I think we should just kill him; he looks unlucky.”
He did it so nonchalantly, as if killing someone was an honorable task.
The Eastern man on the ground is very likely a Chinese military spy. Keeping him alive is a menace, and he will die sooner or later. However, we need his "help" before he dies.
Fei Ge sprinkled salt and pepper on the man's wound, exacerbating the pain and causing him to grimace in agony.
He woke up many nights thinking he was going to die, but life was so tenacious that he survived time and time again.
Whenever he was about to die, he would be doused with ice water, but his faith kept him alive.
The night was so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, making it seem mysterious.
Some people are alive, but they are already dead; some people are dead, but they are still alive.
Life is about never knowing what tomorrow will bring.
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