Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
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)
“Sir, did you hear me?” The man at the restaurant waved at Han Fei. “It’ll take some time to cook the meat. Leave me your address, and I’ll deliver it to you.”
“I said I’ll wait here. Why are you chasing me away?” Han Fei’s train of thought was interrupted. He looked at the man’s honest face. If not for Han Fei’s good memory, he wouldn’t have recognized this man.
“Okay. Please wait here then.” The burly man was like a microcosm of a certain type of people. They had heavy labor jobs. They contributed the most but got the least in return. They struggled at the lowest level and had to suffer the fate of being stepped on. The dim light beside the wooden sign flickered. The chef wiped his hands with the dirty cloth and then walked to the kitchen with a sharp knife. Han Fei felt like the man was about to strike, so he touched his ghost tattoo. As he tried to communicate with Big Sin, a stuttering voice came from behind him. “Do you want a cigarette?” The blind hawker who curled up at the corner earlier materialized behind Han Fei. His eyes had been dug away, and he had more than a few scars on his face. Han Fei wanted to reject the hawker, but he noticed something weird. The blind hawker didn’t seem to be communicating with Han Fei but something behind Han Fei.
“What kind of cigarette do you have?” Han Fei spoke and startled the blind hawker. He seemed to just realize Han Fei’s existence. The blind hawker immediately opened the wooden box before him. It carried a lot of cheap cigarettes and a bag of brownish-red tobacco leaves.
“This is a cigarette unique to Red Alley. You can’t find them anywhere else.” The hawker said mysteriously, “If you bring them to the higher floor, you can exchange them for great stuff.”
“In that case, why don’t you go there yourself?”
“I can’t take the elevator, and I’m afraid to use the stairs.” The hawker handed one cigarette to Han Fei. “Why don’t you try one? The cigarette of Red Alley is like the services here. One try, and you’ll get hooked.”
“Alright.” Han Fei accepted the cigarett
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