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
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 453: Meeting My Killer
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 66.2
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1046: Sovereign Yunhai (1)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 710: Some Flowers Bloom Only for One Person
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 359: Ring
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 452: Two Buses
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 709: Yun Jianyue Who Can't Be Imprisoned
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 66.1
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1388- Similar request
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 451: Two Paths
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1387- Compromise
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 08.03.1 - Late September's Whispers
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 358: Left
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 708: Who's The One Who Came From Hell
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 450: Granny Shen's Prediction
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 407 - Since You Refuse To Leave, Then Stay Forever
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1045: The Last Segment
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1386- Memory from his last life
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Behind the giant parking lot were two adjacent skyscrapers. The one on the left had seven floors, and there was a big sign that said Hua Ren Hospital at the top. The one on the left only had four floors. When he got closer, Jiang Cheng realised the majesty was just a facade. Aging and destruction were the real themes.
The cement floor of the parking lot cracked like an elder’s skin. Only the left building was open to the public. The right building was closed. Some of the lower floors had holes in the walls. They looked like malicious eyes staring at the approaching humans. There were barely any cars in the parking lot.
The group didn’t walk past the parking lot but walked from the side to enter the main building. When they passed by the guardroom, Fatty purposely glanced into the post. The place was empty. Other than a white book on the table, there was a large water glass with tea and half a pack of cigarettes.
Just as the group walked up the stairs, the glass door about five metres away opened. The two groups ran into each other.
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