School Beauty's Invincible Martial Expert - Chapter 121: Beating the Wife

Leveling Up My Bow In The Apocalypse

Loved by the general public, loathed by critics—Duke is this kind of director. The blockbuster films he directs are known for their dazzling rapid cuts, endless explosions and fights, and 200% sensory enjoyment, always relentlessly stimulating the audience’s adrenaline.Critics dislike him.“Duke doesn't care about your soul! He's a sadist! He’s just crazily torturing your eyes and ears!”“I work as hard as I can, and I'm happy to see that, apart from the critics, the audience loves the film. So let’s just ignore the critics. I make movies for the audience to enjoy,” Duke once said.He's the kind of director who injects a dose of testosterone into every man around the world, known as a man born when a comet collided with Earth.Some love him, some hate him, but no one can ignore him...................This is a translation of the book Made in Hollywood by the Author white thirteen

“I dodged Truck-kun with a parkour backflip. That should've been the end of it.”After evading certain death with sick moves, genius programmer Runar thought he was safe—until the truck transformed into a freaking autobot and apologized for having to kill him anyway.“I just graduated from Truck Reincarnation Academy! I can't fail my first mission! My classmate will mock me.”Now reborn on Telstra, a world where cultivation meets sci-fi, Runar discovers the ultimate cheat code: runes are the programming language of reality itself. While everyone else grinds through cultivation realms, he's copying physique runes, optimizing techniques, and debugging the universe.But in a cosmos where aliens hunt humans, ancient supremes have left for realms beyond, and power is everything—staying low-key might be harder than he thought.One day, he'll find that desperate truck and give it the beating it deserves.

Liang Muqiu seriously doubted if he had read the astrology forecast when he went out today.

He borrowed a fire in the bar, but borrowed it from his ex-boyfriend.

It is said that old partners would never contact each other. However, they hadn’t seen each other for seven years, yet this bastard was not only not old, but also more handsome than before.

Especially when Cen Nan lit a cigarette for him in the dim light, his eyelashes drooped slightly, like when he kissed him under the blossoming tree seven years ago.

Liang Muqiu: Damn it, why was he still a little excited?

It took a long time for Liang Muqiu to wake up.

From the moment he saw Cen Nan, what he wanted to borrow was not fire, but a kiss of reunion after a long separation.

After seven years of separation, he still loved the same person.

Coincidentally, so did Cen Nan.

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