Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 593: Uncle and Nephew (5)
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 297: I'm Just a Child
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 219: Attraction
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1124- Are you kidding
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 923: Interference
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1123- Finding help
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 592: Uncle and Nephew (4)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 19: Rat Stampede! The Monsters Are Sieging!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 296: Thirteen
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 218: History
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1122- Breaking Free
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 922: Duel
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1121- Black Mist Formation
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 591: Uncle and Nephew (3)
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 217: Stone Paintings
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 295: Twelve People
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1120- Team buff
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 921: Annihilating an Immortal
No one knew when Gao Ming got there and why he hated Situ An so much. The rain fell on Gao Ming. Water slid down his hair and fell on Situ An’s face. Every drop was chilling.
“We meet again, Situ An!”
The death memories in his heart moved like cogs. All the screams of pain and despair echoed in Gao Ming’s chest. His fingers pierced through Situ An’s neck, and they kept going. This new path was paved using many different deaths. It was how the ant-like Gao Ming could grab his hands on the neck of the temp chief of the east city investigation centre.
Situ An couldn’t breathe or speak. He grabbed Gao Ming’s arms. Even if he made deep scratches on Gao Ming, Gao Ming didn’t budge. He had only seen Gao Ming a few times. They were from two different worlds. He also didn’t understand why Gao Ming hated him so much.
The suffocation brought pain to Situ An’s eyes. He viewed humans as tools and made use of everyone around him. He sacrificed so much to get to the top of Han Hai. He didn’t think this day would come.
His hair was soaked in the mud, and his head was pressed against the pebbles. Situ An’s eyes filled with hatred and unwillingness. He controlled part of the school rules and had the death portrait of the staff. He turned his own children into a big ghost. He could mobilise a lot of resources in the east city and had the protection of the headquarters. With so many trump cards, Situ An didn’t think he’d die. He placed everyone on the sacrificial altar but himself. His body started to feel cold. All of his preparations were slowly removed by Gao Ming.
When did he start to plan to kill me?
When Doctor Lu and Qing Ge were killed? Or earlier?
At that moment, Situ An felt fear. He hadn’t felt that in decades already.
Is it fate? Everything in my life is arranged! The only thing that can do all of these and ruin all of my plans is fate!
Situ An couldn’t breathe anymore. His last gaze landed on Gao Ming before it moved to the night sky.
You are fate’s pawn. After you kill me, you will die too. No one can escape!
Gao Ming saw so many th
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