Chaotic Sword God
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
Zhan Yue
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1335- Big Yellow in full form
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1020: Karma (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1334- Evenly matched
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 389 - You Can’t Even Handle Murderous Aura? Pathetic
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 58.2
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 338: Forgotten
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 417: Nail in Heart
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1333- Undead summoning
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1019: Karma (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1332- Someone to depend on
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 08.02.1 - Late September's Whispers
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 388 - Bai Yiyuan, I Won't Forget This
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 337: Dawn
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 416: Return
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1331.5- Chaos Mental Field (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1331- Chaos Mental Field
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 336: Miao Family Camp
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 415: Family and Home
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Nightmare Assault Chapter 348: Fate (Teaser)
The name sounded safe.
The elder coughed violently. Fatty was worried that he’d cough his lungs out. He limped over to the table. He slowly pulled out the drawer, grabbed something and dropped it on the table.
“Split it among yourselves. These are the rooms we have. Don’t complain. You get what you pay for.” The old man said rudely between coughs. Using the staff, he shuffled out of the way. There were around ten keys on the glass table. They looked old, so they should be paired with traditional locks. Each key was pasted with white tape with the room number written on it.
After picking up a key, Liu Guo frowned. “What is the meaning of this?” The number on the tape was 2803. However, it didn’t look like this apartment had 28 floors.
The old man held the big cup, and his eye scanned Liu Guo. He answered croakily, “That’s Room 803 in Building 2.”
“Building 2?” Fatty gasped.
The old man narrowed his eye which flashed, “Ping An Apartments have three buildings, 1, 2 and 3.” He paused. His ugly lips turned over. “Your rooms be away from ea
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