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
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 306: Malice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 228: Surrounded
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139.5- Ice Corridor (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139- Ice Corridor
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Inside the dark and old clubhouse, Han Fei with one Life Points and the blind old man stood face to face. One held Rest in Peace, and his Ghost Tattoo flared; the other held a broken radio and didn’t appear as if he had even noticed Han Fei.
Moments later, Han Fei waved his hand before the old man’s face. The old man still didn’t respond. Han Fei asked, “Sir… are you still taking in new members? I would like to join.”
The elder’s eyebrows rose when he heard Han Fei. He arranged his white hair, and his lips slowly opened. Perhaps it was because he hadn’t spoken in a long time, so his lips appeared to be stuck together. When his mouth moved, dark red blood flowed out. “Can you speak louder? I can’t hear you.” The old man’s voice was very special. It sounded like a fishbone was stuck in his throat. It was torture whenever he spoke.
“I wish to join this club and to be a member here!” Han Fei shouted right into the old man’s ear, and the latter finally heard him. The elder nodded, and his calloused hands reached toward Han Fei’s face. As the palms approached, Nine Lives inside the ghost tattoo gave off a strong warning. Before Han Fei could react, the elder’s palms pressed on Han Fei’s face. The coarse palms touched Han Fei’s face. The blind old man was trying to sense Han Fei’s face through this method.
“How old are you?”
“Twenty-plus. Why?”
“Our club is only for middle and old-aged members. You are too young. You should try another place.” The elder rejected Han Fei, and he planned to leave.
“I might look young, but I’m very mature mentally. Elder, don’t be so hung up about age. Even the best clubs need fresh blood to expand further.” Han Fei couldn’t log out if he didn’t complete the quest, so he had to grab this chance. “I’m very generous and can mix well with anyone. My neighbors voted for me to be the building manager, and my colleagues all said I’ve changed their career paths. I am very good at taking care of people. From lonely elders to abandoned orphans, everyone thinks I’m a good person.”
The blind ma
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