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
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
The bloody resume fell to the ground. The female player held her eyes like she was going blind.
“Sister Ling, calm down!”
Sister Ling was the first batch of players that entered the theme park. One of the reasons Absolute Truth sent in reinforcement was to find and protect Sister Ling. Sister Ling had an extremely rare Grade B Supernatural Talent. If Sister Ling’s account was wiped due to death, it would be a huge loss to the organization.
Sister Ling’s eyes bled and she couldn’t calm down. She saw not a resume but a book of the dead. Endless tragedy and misfortune gathered on that list. Every colleague, boss, client related to him were killed. They died in the strangest ways. Every name shouted for mercy. The intense presence of death crushed her mind.
“He’s not a caretaker…” Sister Ling shook her head and her voice weakened.
“Sister Ling!”
Suddenly, Sister Ling was reminded of something and she opened her eyes. She pulled on the female assistant’s shirt, “We need to leave this hospital, we can’t be his client.”
“You need to calm down and rest.” The female assistant hugged Sister Ling’s shivering body and consoled her.
“I can’t calm down!” Sister Ling was different since she met Han Fei. There was no smile on her face. “We’ll die, we’ll really die!”
“But where can we go after leaving the hospital?” The female assistant couldn’t imagine what Sister Ling saw. However, her prejudice towards Han Fei lowered. Everyone in the lobby heard the scream from VIP Room 3. The fat nurse and the manager in black didn’t respond. Instead, they shared a curious look. Their skin was like building blocks. When they were nervous, their face would crack imperceptibly.
“I’m sorry, I’ll go take a look.” The fat nurse apologized to Love. Then she ran to Room 3 with Han Fei. As they opened the door, they saw the bloody floor and resume. The fat nurse and manager quickly calmed their clients. They apologized and called the doctor.
Han Fei walked to the bed and started to clean. ‘The woman took one of my hairs. Did she perform a ritual with
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