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
“I’m the one doing strange things?” Han Fei was speechless. He was being criticized by a high-schooler who talked to air.
“And can you stop the music? You’re scaring the neighbors.” Fu Sheng closed the door. When he returned to bed, he muttered, “Even ghosts don’t like his song. How did he manage that?”
Han Fei had a feeling that Fu Sheng was worried about this family in his way. Perhaps Fu Sheng had helped the family block many tragedies from ghosts. “We would have sat down to have a serious conversation if I didn’t need your help when your mother comes over.”
Han Fei returned to his laptop. He started on his resume to apply for a job at the hospital tomorrow. “Hopefully, everything will be fine.” Han Fei was sleeping on the table when someone knocked on the door. It was 6.30 am. Han Fei sat up, and his wife ran out of the bedroom. “Don’t worry. I’ll go look.”
Han Fei looked through the peephole and saw two officers standing there. Han Fei slowly relaxed as he observed the two’s expressions and mannerisms. They weren’t there to arrest him. Du Zhu’s kidnapping hadn’t been exposed. Rubbing his eyes, Han Fei pretended to be waking up as he opened the door. When he saw the police, he showed appropriate shock.
“Are you Fu Yi? We have something to ask you.”
“Sure, please come in.”
The wife was confused when she saw the police.
“Don’t worry.” One of the officers saw the unpacked boxes, and he explained, “Based on our investigation, you just moved here yesterday?”
“Yes.”
“Why the hurry? Is there a problem with where you lived?” The officer asked casually.
“No! The place is in the middle of the city. If not for some problems, we would not have sold the place.” Han Fei looked regretful.
“Problems?”
“I’m not proud of it.” Han Fei whispered the incident about Fu Yee and her mother to the officer.
“Okay, I can understand selling the place, but why the hurry to move away?” The police seemed to find that suspicious.
“We didn’t want to!” Han Fei sighed. “At the time, we were desperate for money, so I sold the house at a low price
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