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
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)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Dirt Street.
Old Cat stood up and waved his hand boisterously, “Hey Brother Ma, give me a cigarette.”
“Who are you calling your brother? I am older than your father!” Old Ma was speechless by how chummy Old Cat was behaving.
“We’re all the children of the pugilistic world. It feels more right to call you brother,” Old Cat replied with a grin. “Don’t be stingy and give me one.”
Old Ma rolled his eyes as he took out a box of traditional cigarettes from his pocket as he asked, “So, when will you be able to get Damin and Ma Lao-er out?”
Old Cat snatched the whole box over before replying cheerily, “We’re all standing on the same line now. You can trust us to get it done soon.”
“Give my cigarettes back to me.”
“Don’t be so stingy. It’s easy for you to procure such cigarettes because you meet with people from all walks of life in your line of work… Policemen like us would be counting our blessings if we could even lay our hands on one!” Old Cat replied as he shamelessly placed the box of cigarettes into his pocket. “Thanks, Brother Ma.”
“Scram!” Old Ma couldn’t be bothered to argue with Old Cat anymore. He turned his head to the more mature and reliable Qin Yu and asked, “When can they be released?”
Qin Yu blinked his eyes before replying, “It’s not realistic to release the two of them.”
Old Ma frowned upon hearing those words, “Child, aren’t you reneging on our previous agreement? You told me that you would get Damin and Ma Lao-er out if I helped you, so what do you mean by this?”
“Uncle Ma, you are a smart man, so I won’t waste your time by beating around the bush,” Qin Yu spoke with an earnest look on his face. “You bailed Qi Lin out in hopes that he might have some leads to his older brother’s supply route. I’m not wrong about that, right? If Qi Lin wasn’t related to Ah Long at all, even if I kneeled down and kowtowed to you, you still wouldn’t have gone directly against Yuan Ke back then.”
Old Ma didn’t respond right away.
“To be honest, you benefited quite a bit through this too. In the past, you weren’t able to re
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