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 Her features are intellectual, and the big brown waves set off her strong Latin American style, as well as the undulating figure, and her "interest" in Winston's unabashed cover attracts more than just other media on the scene Look, and Hunt at the moment.
 "Ah, ah ... if you can be interviewed face-to-face with such a beauty, you wouldn't be called a racer." Hunt sighed.
 "I'm not an obstacle for anyone. There are only three races now."
 Winston's words were concise, and the live media suddenly became quiet.
 "You mean, you can also be a championship, right?" The smile on Audrey Wilson's face was even more pronounced.
 "Yes."
 No expression or sound can make people feel arrogant or proud.
 Awesome, but not annoying.
 "Don't watch, don't watch ..."
 I didn't sleep well on the plane, so take a good rest ...
 He had just rolled up the quilt, and the couple next door was working again, shaking the wall lamp shade on the wall and hitting Hunter with coldness.
 "I'll wipe it!" Hunter lifted the lampshade directly, rushed to the next room, knocked on the opponent's door, and struck the doorbell.
 But there was a heavy breathing sound and a woman's sticky voice over the door, and Hunter's head was about to explode.
 "You do it during the day! You do it at night! What time do you not bother! I'm going to sleep!"
 Hunter's roar echoed in the corridor, and he was sure to hear him upstairs and downstairs.
 But the door had entered the realm of ecstasy, and Hunt slammed the doorbell for nearly twenty minutes before they stopped.
 When the door opened, a beautiful brown-haired woman with big waves was seen, with a lazy and satisfied expression on her face. She was wrapped in a thin pyjama, with exquisitely clear lines, and Hunter's ears were red.
 The other person smiled and said, "The next time you come back, tell us as well."
 "It's almost the same!" Hunter thought he must be embarrassed and decided not to disturb his life anymore.
 "We ask you to knock on the doorbell and pay you five dollars and ten minutes. Imp, you must not know that the more you shy, the more we feel?"
 Hunter opened his eyes wide and felt like he had heard it wrong.
 What the **** is this?
 The other laughed slightly and blinked at him with a charming charm: "Your face is very cute, but I don't know if it has developed well below."
 Hunt was a little angry.
 No, I'm very angry.
 This is the second time he has been greeted to his little brother this week. The last time in the bathroom of the Spanish Grand Prix, Tracy McGrady asked him if his hair was full.
 "Oh shit……"
 Hunter suddenly struck the doorbell again.
 This time it was a man who opened the door.
 The other person's muscles are comparable to those of bodybuilders, and his waist and abdomen are very powerful. He looked at Hunt with fierce eyes: "What?"
 Hunter stretched out his hand without fear: "Your woman said, and give me five dollars for the doorbell for ten minutes. With the ten seconds I just stunned, it would be exactly twenty minutes, and trouble to pay me ten dollars."
 The bodybuilder froze.
 The woman behind him laughed, took out his wallet, and put ten dollars in Hunter's palm.
 "You're so cute."
 "I'm not cute about your fart."
 Hunt stuffed the bills into his pocket, and decided to go to the supermarket opposite to buy some yogurt and to console himself.
 This is a large general supermarket. It is often seen that parents put their children in shopping carts and push them between rows of shelves.
 Whenever this time, Hunt would be a little envious. Not only because his parents are dead, but also because even when they are still, they often want something, so that things will not be thrown into the shopping cart.
 After choosing two boxes of yogurt, Hunt wanted to eat cookies again.
 He came to the shelf of the cookies, saw his favorite Swiss brown sugar cookies, took a bag, and found that the shelf was just empty, and the opposite side was the side of another man.
 It's just a gap, as if God intentionally narrowed Hunter's world. The other person's forehead and nose were connected with a pleasing undulation, and the drooping eyelashes seemed very soft.
 It was a man, but in Hunt's view, the subjective feeling of beauty was gender-neutral.
 Hunter thinks the other person is good-looking, so look at it twice, anyway, there is no need to spend money, and the other person will not lose one hair.
 But just as the other's gaze moved in his direction, crossing the gap, Hunter took a secret breath.
 It's not someone else across the shelf, it's Fann Winston!
 The inadvertent glance seemed to have a penetrating power, crashing into Hunter's head instantly.
 Unexpectedly, Hunter felt that he was almost burnt, and he took a step back.
 He stunned to remember the picture of Winston pulling the zip on his pants in the bathroom of the Spanish Grand Prix-that is the dark history that he can't elute for a lifetime!
 He always felt that even if he was a racer, he was too far away from Winston, and would not have the opportunity to talk and meet each other, but he did not expect to be encountered in the supermarket!
 Hunt tried to look away, but he had the illusion that the other party would lock himself up.
 Probably because Fann Winston didn't like someone staring at him, so he was angry?
 Hunter exhaled, holding his shopping basket to another shelf.
 He has a very useful feature, which is to treat all embarrassing, embarrassing or very bad things as never happening.
 Therefore, he had never encountered Vann Winston in the bathroom, never met him in the supermarket, and Winston would never remember meeting him anyway.
 Hunter was so relieved that he carried the shopping basket to the checkout counter.
 There seemed to be a lot of people shopping in the supermarket on the weekend, and Hunter took out his cell phone again and had fun.
 While playing, he watched the front team pit, and kicked the shopping basket forward with his toes.
 After ten minutes, he was finally able to check out.
 When the credit card was swiped, the cashier told him that he had reached an overdraft online.
 It means ... it burst.
 Hunt scratched his head, and then remembered that he bought a set of speakers for his hip-hop friends last week, paid the rent, and then ran into a competition ... It seems like he forgot to return the credit card.
 "That's all except yoghurt." Hunt found the ten dollars he earned from knocking the doorbell out of his pocket.
 At this moment, there was a faint sound like metal knocking in the empty room behind him.
 "Except that box of leggings, swipe my card."
 With a tight shoulder, Hunter turned back and realized that Winston was standing behind him!
 He still didn't have any wave expression like that, his arm was rubbed against Hunter's shoulder, handed the credit card to the cashier, his chest was slightly pressed against Hunter's back.
 It felt like ... as if being embraced from behind.
 what's going on?
 When did Winston come behind him?
 Wait, they're in line ... In other words, it didn't take long for me to just wait in the queue that Winston also came in line to pay the bill?
 With so many cashiers, why did he choose to be behind him?
 Under normal circumstances, Hunter knew that he should say thank you, and then said that he would have the opportunity to return the money to him, but when he spoke, he said, "Why is that box of underpants not?"
 Everyone around looked at it, and even the female cashier blushed slightly.
 But Hunt did not regret asking the question himself.
 There is no answer now, and he will definitely think about it when he returns home.
 "Because it's inappropriate." Winston's voice was still faint.
 "Ah? Why not?"
 "You can wear m, you don't need L." Winston replied, with his own authority certification effect, inexplicable.
 Looking at the other side's natural expression, Hunt's careful liver was poked again.
 What is called "no need for L"? Does it mean he's small?
 Oh shit! This is the third time this week someone has talked about his little brother!
 When Hunt was about to say "I don't need you to pay for me", Winston spoke again.
 "This material quickly loses its elasticity."
 "……Oh."
 At that moment, he had a feeling of being redeemed.
 It didn't mean that the size of his little brother was too small, but that the quality of the underpants was not good.
 "Thank you, I'll pay you back next time."
 Hunt, carrying the bag from the supermarket, waved his hands neatly at the other, and left.
 Otherwise, would you stay there and wait for Winston to pay while discussing the quality of the underwear with him?
 Holding these things on his way, Hunt sighed with his hair up.
 He still didn't buy underpants ... what to wear tonight? Did not wash ...
 And any charity dinner on the weekend is also annoying.
 Where is the suit?
 Hunter came home, turned the box, and finally found a suit. He put it on his body, which was very low-key.
 Wait ... Winston is sure to attend a charity dinner for Ferrari. Should he pay him back?
 How much is it?
 Don't remember, forget it.
 He wouldn't mind paying for his supermarket compared to Vann Winston's million-dollar annual salary.
 On the weekend, Hunter drove his little jeep to the luxury hotel where the dinner was.
 You can see a lot of men and women in dresses, accompanied by famous cars, and the stars are shining. After the celebrities handed the car keys to the doorman, they went up gracefully.
 The author has something to say: chat time
 Hunter: Why did you appear in the bathroom after the Spanish Grand Prix?
 Winston: Because in the past, you once said that you were dug into a pig by your teammates in the bathroom.
 Hunter: Sleep! Then you should stop me! I came out of the bathroom and was stung into a panda!
 Winston: Because when you said you were poor last time, I didn't know what you did to McGrady.
 Hunter: What the **** does that mean?
 Winston: You deserve it.
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 This is the story of a Gong who was reborn to the time before he lost his shou, where he started to tease his shou crazily… This story will be written from the shou’s POV.
 The F1’s God of racing, Winston, lost his one and only important rival, Hunter. No matter how many skillful opponents appeared before him one after another, he still remained as the solitary ruler.
 But one day, when Winston woke up, he found himself back to the time Hunter was only 18-years-old.
 Winston, “Are you willing to rule over the Kingdom of speed with me and be my only King?
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 One day, the supreme villainess’s sleeping soul is bound to an unknown life form who calls itself the Cannon Fodder System.
 The lifeform requires her to act as various cannon fodders in various worlds, dying again and again in different inexplicable ways just so the story plot can progress.
 Shao Yin believes that every single character should be allowed a chance to live their own life, instead of becoming a stepping stone for the so-called protagonists.
 Hence, she does her best in each and every world.
 System: Please try your best to act your role as a cannon fodder.
 Shao Yin: Hm?
 Why would she do that? Is it not pleasing to hold money and power within her own hands?
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 What should I do if I cross to another world and become an NPC? 
 This idea has been deeply rooted and sprouted in William’s mind! 
 Therefore, he decided: 
 I want to be the strongest NPC in history. 
 Wear the thickest armour and give the most vicious beatings! 
 Who says an NPC will be killed by players? 
 Who says an NPC upgrades more slowly than players? 
 Who says an NPC must explode equipment, I can explode in more ways… Bah humph. 
 Anyway, it’s impossible for me to die. Just take a look at all you trash players. Your father will stand here and let you chop for an hour without a frown!
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 Zheng Tan somehow returns to the year 2003, turning into a black cat. Picked up from a rubbish heap by the Jiao family, he is given the name “Charcoal”, and so begins the life inside Professor Jiao’s family. Zheng Tan remembers that he was once a person, but currently his body is that of a cat. He has no way of speaking the human language, but can understand it, and even retains the thinking and IQ of a young 20 year old youth. Read along as he adapts to this new world, and somehow tumbles from a group brawl to catching a thief.
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 Only I know the end of this world.
 One day our MC finds himself stuck in the world of his favorite webnovel. What does he do to survive? It is a world struck by catastrophe and danger all around.
 His edge? He knows the plot of the story to end. Because he was the sole reader that stuck with it. Read his story to see how he survives!
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 Xiao Luobing was the queen of mercenaries in the modern era, she died and was reborn as a baby into a new world, in which she lived safely for eighteen years. She is the number one genius of South Zhao Country, and became the new empress after she and her family helped the new emperor ascend the throne. However, before long, she was betrayed by her best friend and husband and was deposed from the position of empress. Even her family was exiled and her senior brother was killed. After she was tortured in the cold palace, she died.
 However, with a seemingly heaven-defying fate, she is reborn yet again. This time as the half-sister of her enemies, the Bai sisters. Given a third chance at life, she vows to avenge her family and senior brother and strives to be stronger.
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 Heed my call! O’ Dragon of Eternal Sin, the Progressive Disaster, the Forerunner, the Land of Eternal Peace, the Flames of Soul Burning, He Who Owns The Deep Soul, the Sound of Origin, the First Cause of All Things, the Principle of Circles… o’ great Negary, your servant calls for your return! 
 Within the darkness, someone was harmoniously chanting, he was smiling, as he knew he would finally become one with his God. 
 And all of this, came from the remnant soul that was deceived to travelling to a different world and had his Protagonist Aura stolen. 
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 I am the owner of a zombie factory, and the products are a bit shocking: 
 Zombies, zombie dogs, lickers, hellhounds, tyrants, chasers…
 In the last days, they are the most terrifying biochemical weapons.
 In modern times, he is the best bodyguard.
 What I want to do is to collect their fragments, unlock them and manufacture them.
 Have you seen a zombie wearing a body armor, a helmet, and holding an AK?
 The tyrant of nearly three meters, its weapon is a tank turret.
 This is just the tip of the iceberg armed with biochemical factories.
 Tyrant T002, meat shield, judge, maternal body… these zombies you have never seen before will be the flagship products of the factory.
 My slogan: Be a rich man in modern times, and be a hero in the last days.
 This is the story of a boss.
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 God intends to make the earth into a game and let humans become players, so God set the rules of the game after pausing the time of humans all over the world, but God ignored a person. 
 Wei Huo had no sense of presence since he was a child. He was ignored by the teacher when he went home during the spring tour, and was ignored by the classmates during the class party. Unexpectedly, this time he was ignored by God… 
 Five hundred years later, human time has resumed its flow. All humans think that they have crossed into the game world, and Wei Huo has led them in this game for five hundred years.
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 Zhang Lan unwillingly transmigrated into another world. He reincarnated in marvel world but with a naruto system. The story begins here. 
 PS: Non-invincible, no harem, early reference to Naruto, adding new capabilities in the later period.
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 Several hundred thousand players are trapped in a gritty zombie apocalypse survival game just after game launch. There are hints that deaths in the game might be serving some other terrible purpose in the background of reality…
 The main character, Liu Gan, is a quadruple amputee in real life. A quirk in the server code recognized his prosthetic limbs as ‘real limbs’ in game, giving him ‘normal’ arms and legs that nonetheless have the strength and power of steel limbs, and thus far more power than a normal player. With this minor cheat helping him survive the early stages of the game, Liu Gan sets out to find out what exactly is going on, and to endure as long as he can.
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 Jun Xiaoyao was transported to a mystical world and became the divine child of a Clan of the Ancients. He came to possess an invincible background, unparalleled talents and even a check-in system, enabling him to acquire an Accomplished Sacred Body of the Ancients at the very beginning of his new life. 
 He acquired the Divine Elephant Overpowering Force, a six-star reward, checking in at the Old Tablet of Taiyue. 
 He acquired the Bones of Supremacy, a seven-star reward, checking in at his Ten Years Old Banquet. 
 He acquired the Cauldron of Maternal Qi of All Beings, an eight-star reward, checking in at the Bronze Mystical Hall. 
 He acquired the Grand Method of Freedom Melding, a ten-star reward, checking in at the Borderless Ocean. 
 He sat on the clouds countless years later, with his sword pointing at the heavens, saying, “I alone shall rule over the heavens and the earth. I shall become the pinnacle at the very end of the mystic path!” 
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 Three years ago, Yun Qing Yan fell into the Immortal Realm from the mortal realm. Three thousand years later, he became Divine Emperor Yun who shook the entire Immoral Realm. Breaking through the void and returning back to the mortal realm, Yun Qing Yan discovered that only three years’ time had passed here. “In the past, I did not possess the power to protect the people I hold dear. Now, I want the entire world to grovel at my feet.”
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