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!
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
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
"What the fâ!"
Su Long turned to glare at the one who had rudely interrupted his fun as he roughly shoved the hand away.
"Pick it up yourself, and leave me the fuck alone!" he yelled, waving his hand in a shooing motion.
He knew who it was. They may have been classmates, but Su Long harbored no goodwill toward that antisocial creep who skipped class, more often than not, to spend all his time playing video games. The fact that he was more handsome was irritating, to be sure, but more importantly, this douche had become the enemy of every boy on campus.
The scoundrel who burned through seven girlfriends in the three months since he started school... Actually, eight now, including the fallen campus belle. Seeing one man bag so many chicks left the perennially-single male students feeling deeply triggered. Did he think he was better than them just because he had that stupid face with those attractive features?
Nobody had expected the campus bell to fall for this schmuck, but there had been clear photographic evidence of them coming to school together.
In a depressing world where pretty people could get away with murder, the people bayed for the blood of those like Bai Zhi, who were universally despised. Su Long's reaction was perfectly understandable.
But before he could face Bai Zhi, the hand returned with a force many times greater than before, squeezing so hard that it threatened to snap his bones.
"I said, would you mind picking that pen up for me, friend?"
The voice was the same, but coupled with what felt like the weight of a mountain on his shoulder, Su Long clearly felt the tables turning.
Su Long was 185 centimeters tall and weighed 90 kilograms, and no stranger to a basketball court, but he was sure that he'd never met anyone this strong.
He looks so scrawny, too... Where the heck does this bastard's power come from?
As he glanced out the corner of his eye at an amiably-smiling Bai Zhi, Su Long had no choice but to bow before the sheer strength of his grip.
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Bai Zhi was actually feeling quit
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