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
Eleven-thirty at night.
A runner dressed in thick clothes walked into the warehouse and shouted, “Brother Lao-er, come down. We’re here to grab some goods.”
A moment later, Little Qu opened the door on the second floor and peered down the stairs, “You’re here to get your share?”
“Yeah, I just came back. I’m meeting a customer on the streets later on.”
“Give me a moment,” Little Qu said. He went back in, grabbed the keys, and locked the door on the second floor before heading down.
Seeing that Little Qu had the keys in his hand, the runner tilted his head in confusion as he asked, “Are you in charge of distributing the medicine now too? Aiyo, looks like you got a promotion!”
“Nay, that’s not it,” Little Qu replied with a chuckle. “Brother Lao-er had something up, and Brother Zishu isn’t around either. I’m just helping them look after the warehouse temporarily.”
“That shows that they trust you a lot.”
“Haha, Brother Lao-er is a very casual person,” Little Qu replied. “If that old man is here, I would have no place in here at all.”
The two of them walked over to one of the doors on the first floor amidst the chatter. Little Qu used one of the keys to unlock the door before saying, “Wait here for a moment.”
“Alright.”
“What do you need?” Little Qu asked.
“Five boxes of A61P11 injections,” the runner replied.
Hearing those words, Little Qu walked into the room. He checked the labels on the crates before taking out five boxes of medicine.
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Meanwhile…
In a certain entertainment venue, Ma Lao-er wrapped his arm around Platoon Commander Lu of the Public Security Platoon and said, “Rest easy, brother. I always make sure to return the favor to anyone who takes care of me. I’ll give a heads up to the manager later on so that you can drop by the ladies’ room to pick anyone you are satisfied with.”
“What if I’m not interested in any of them?”
“Woah, looks like you have really high standards there,” Ma Lao-er remarked. “If none of them is to your fancy, I can only offer myself then. Bro, I’ll tell you this… Everyone in Black Str
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