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
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
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
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1119- Drifting Gold Eyes
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 590: Uncle and Nephew (2)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 18: The Vengeance of the Rats!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 294: New City
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Wan Jie was surrounded, but he didn’t panic. His eyes scanned everyone. His gaze stopped temporarily on Zuo Jun and Fu Huo.
“The anomalies are happening all over the city. The tragedy is coming. The things you’re good at might be useful against me, but are they useful against the ghosts?” Wan Jie turned his gaze back to Jing Tuoshen. “I have no intention of fighting you for anything. The power that you pursue is dirt to me. I merely do not wish for my teammates to die for no reason.” He turned back to Bai Xiao, “You think our security department is inhumane and treats the normal investigators as cannon fodder. However, we are also knives in other people’s hands. Does the blade need emotions? No. As long as they are sharp.” Wan Jie picked up the black box and walked out. “If you change your mind, you can come find me anytime.” Wan Jie had a pair of eyes that could see through the fog. This was the reason why he was not favoured by certain higher-ups. Bai Xiao, who stood inside the room, did not put his knife away. He looked at Jing Tuos
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