Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 37: The Romain Standard Spear
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 928: Deep Inside the Black Box
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 264: Staying at the Ye Clan
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 752- Self created gold equipment
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 894 - Primordial Dragonoid's Might
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 751- I didn't bring money
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 773: Celebration
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 202 - Prerequisite Mission Of The True Fire God's Palace
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.03 - Northern District's Mist
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 263: You Betrayed Me
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 412.1: Clearwater Mountain - Part 1
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 246.2: Prosperity, Report to My Room Tonight… (2)
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 927: Hell in Immortal Pharma
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 36: Killing the Caesar
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 262: One Will Suffice
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 750- Heaven on the left, hell on the right
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 893 - Hephaestus's Flame
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 749- One step board
Without changing his expression, He Jiang consoled Shang Jing, “They already exhausted all their smoke bombs and didn’t have the capacity to do so.”
The smoke bomb would block off enemy’s vision and prevent someone from taking the chance to deliver the final blow to Shang Jing.
“Is that so?” Shang Jing had no doubt in his mind. After all, He Jiang has always been good at keeping track of what was in his teammates backpack.
He handed the phone back to He Jiang with dissatisfaction. Despite the legendary set up, he had only lasted 9 minutes in the match.
At this moment, he felt like a hungry kid who had his whole roasted chicken taken away from him, especially when he only got to taste a part of the wing after resisting the offer for half a day.
There was absolutely no fucks given to whether he was full or not.
It would not have been an issue if he managed to resist his urge and left the chicken alone in the first place. But now that he has had a taste, the thirst in him was insatiable.
How frustrating. If my hands weren’t shivering, I would have definitely won the round with my teammates.
If only I can turn back time.
Nonchalantly, He Jiang suggested, “If we get first place during the rapport game later, I’ll assemble an even more formidable set up for you.”
Shang Jing’s eyes brightened up. “Really? Didn’t you say it was difficult?”
He Jiang: “If there’s a will, there’s a way.”
Shang Jing who had intended to react passively in the game: “Deal.”
In the live broadcast.
“I have a joke. The retired legendary e-games master player, Soda, could only fend for himself.”
“Report! Soda has 5 more smoke bombs in his backpack!”
“Fam, I can finally understand why Shang Jing calls He Jiang a douchebag.”
“HAHAHAHAHA. He can’t escape from He Jiang.”
“The mystery has finally revealed itself. No wonder He Jiang told his teammates at the start of the match to not help him if he falls. He was setting a trap for his wife to fall into.”
“How should I let my son know the truth? How frustrating. I’ll stay online.”
“Can you bring me along to your next match? W
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