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
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 594: Uncle and Nephew (6)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 20: The Showdown Between Armies!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 298: Not Your Mother
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 220: Elder
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1126- Choose or be chosen
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1125- Sudden Collapse
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 593: Uncle and Nephew (5)
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 297: I'm Just a Child
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 219: Attraction
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1124- Are you kidding
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 923: Interference
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1123- Finding help
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 592: Uncle and Nephew (4)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 19: Rat Stampede! The Monsters Are Sieging!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 296: Thirteen
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 218: History
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1122- Breaking Free
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 922: Duel
Less than ten minutes after the tragic incident occurred, Yuan Ke arrived at the entrance of the villa. There, he saw Tiger and Yuan Wei’s corpse lying on the street, covered in a layer of frozen blood.
There were dozens of people standing along the steps to the villa. Their heads were lowered, and they dared not say a word at all.
With tightly clenched fists, Yuan Wei glared at the crowd and hollered, “Does Qi Lin have six arms? How can the lot of you screw up so badly against a single opponent?”
A short moment of silence later, a middle-aged man who came here with Tiger raised his head and replied, “He came here with the intention to pit his life against us. Even if we had arrived on time and held him down, the situation wouldn’t have been any better. He has already lost his rationality…”
“You useless dimwits! Good-for-nothings!” Yuan Ke’s usual composure was nowhere to be seen. He pointed at the crowd and bellowed, “Scram, all of you! Food is wasted on the likes of you!”
…
On the street.
Old Cat was driving his car as he hollered furiously, “Holy shit, you really are a dumbass! In the past, you allowed others to slap you again and again without uttering a word of complaint… But as soon as blood rushes to your head, you don’t care about anything anymore, eh?”
Over on the passenger seat, Qi Lin, who was still bleeding profusely from his abdomen, replied feebly, “O-Old Cat… We have been friends… for many years… No matter what, you have to send my mother… and my little sister out of here… I’m begging you.”
“I don’t care. Figure something out yourself,” Old Cat replied with a foul mouth. “I’m not your daddy. Why do I need to do everything for you?”
“I… don’t think I can do it anymore… I have already accepted my fate when I came here,” Qi Lin said. Tears were seeping out of his closed eyes. “Old Cat… if only life has given me even a sliver of hope, I wouldn’t have done that… This darned world…”
Old Cat was silent for a very long while before he punched the steering wheel furiously, “How did things end up like this?”
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