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!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
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
“How could a live bait be protected by a big ghost? The trash at the research department is getting more and more useless.” Jing Tuoshen said darkly, “I think they’ve been behind the frontline for too long, and their brains are dull. They can only think within the box.”
His two underlings didn’t dare speak. The researchers were extremely influential. Only Jing Tuoshen, who was also a researcher, dared to talk negatively about them.
“The kid won’t be able to go far. You have to capture him for me!”
“Yes!”
“His living area is close to Situ An’s office area. Situ An raised him close to the big ghost for a reason. Maybe he wants to use the big ghost to cover something on the kid. The so-called live bait and number are used to confuse others.” Jing Tuoshen just gave the order when the white band that represented his identity as a researcher vibrated. Jing Tuoshen’s expression dimmed when he saw the message on the band. “The guests are here. I’ll leave for now. When I return, I want to see all the stains cleaned. Do not let me see any blood.”
Back on the first floor, the investigators and staff at Han Hai stood at the corner of the lobby. There was a team in full black and wearing a blood band standing in the middle of the lobby. They were like silent killing machines. No one spoke. All the security members turned their heads when they saw Jing Tuoshen walk out of the elevator. Their gazes filled with murderous intent. A normal person wouldn’t dare to meet their eyes.
“Wan Jie, you’re late.” Jing Tuoshen ignored the rest. His eyes were fixated on a middle-aged man. The man looked very normal, the kind to disappear in a crowd. He was the complete opposite of K, who would stand out anywhere.
“I am indeed late.” When the man spoke, the people around him didn’t dare to breathe too loudly. His speech was unhurried, but it carried an indescribable pressure. It was like they were facing not a man, but a silent sea.
Jing Tuoshen heard the hidden meaning in the man’s words. He waited for the man to continue. The man waved
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