Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
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
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
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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