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!
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
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
Two days later.
In Jinling City.
In a roadside art gallery, the owner was carefully wiping the dust on the counter.
Three girls in school uniforms walked into the gallery, but they weren't interested in the paintings. Instead, they were all pointing and whispering about the gallery owner.
"He's so handsome."
"Where? Just average."
"Average? Then why were your eyes wide open when you walked in?"
The owner smiled and put away the cloth, approaching the girls, "Can I help you with something?"
"No, no, we just want to look around."
"You can continue with your work."
"Alright."
He shrugged and continued cleaning.
A gust of wind blew.
The quill that the owner had placed on the counter fell to the ground. As he bent down to pick it up, a crystal ball on the table rolled off its stand, shattering into eight pieces.
"What happened?"
After thinking for a moment, the owner took a brush and painted his chin with blue paint.
Ding-ding-ding...
Five men in black uniforms entered the gallery. They had a serious look, and their synchronized movements indicated a military background.
The three schoolgirls felt a chill down their spines when they saw the men and quickly left the gallery hand in hand.
"What can I do for you?"
The owner flicked his wrist, secretly pulling out a tarot card from under the table.
"We are special agents from the Dragon Country Strategy Team." Ah Jian stepped forward and pointed a gun at the owner, "Don't move, raise your hands where I can see them."
"Okay, I'll raise them."
"Jin Xin?"
"Yes."
"Raise your hands and walk slowly towards me. Don't try any tricks."
"Can... I ask what you guys are here for?"
"You know very well." Ah Jian waved his hand, "Slowly walk over."
"Ah... I see."
Jin Xin smirked, flipping the tarot card hidden in the back of his hand to his palm.
The five agents immediately became tense.
With quick reflexes, Ah Jian fired a shot through Jin Xin's palm.
Blood splattered everywhere.
Jin Xin turned to look at the tarot card in his hand and couldn't help but c
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