Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Losing this meal would leave Yang Wu hungry for a fourth day in a row.
He had finally earned a meal to silence his grumbling stomach, yet someone had kicked the little food he had obtained from his hand. Naturally, he was furious!
Zhu Gan, the culprit, continued to stomp the remains into the dirt. Looking down on the newcomer, he growled a cold warning, “Don’t forget what Elder Sister Wang told you, brat. If you don't obey, you starve.”
“Go to hell!” Without a second thought, Yang Wu launched to his feet and swung a fist toward Zhu Gan’s face.
Alas, the young man lacked the strength to deal the damage he intended, and his opponent wasn’t an average prisoner. The thin man grabbed Yang Wu’s wrist, and with a smooth twist, broke it.
“Argh!”
Yang Wu screamed in pain as he broke out in a cold sweat.
“What a piece of trash. If Elder Sister Wang didn’t find you so attractive, I’d beat you badly enough to vomit blood,” Zhu Gan hissed as he landed a fierce kick to Yang Wu’s gut, sending him flying.
Yang Wu lay limp in the dirt for a long moment.
“Listen carefully, brat. If you don’t go crawling into her bed tonight, you’ll be dead by tomorrow.” With that said, Zhu Gan turned and left.
The other inmates watched, envious. Everyone knew Wang Yan was the head honcho in block 68. Whoever earned her favor would enjoy the little luxuries available in the prison, yet this boy didn’t seem to appreciate the opportunity.
Regardless of his fury, which he had no way to vent, Yang Wu lacked the strength to climb to his feet.
Skinny Monkey, however, wasn’t as cold-hearted, and he helped his new friend up. He then broke his own bun in half, offering the second piece to Yang Wu, “Come, brother. Take half of mine and eat.”
Yang Wu’s bloodshot eyes began to calm, revealing mixed feelings. “They’ll make you pay for helping me, you know.”
“It’s no big deal. I may seem scrawny, but I’m pretty tough. I’m not afraid!” Skinny Monkey declared, pounding a fist on his chest.
Yang Wu extended a hand to accept the shared meal, flashing a sincere smile f
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