Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 278: Control
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 357: Survival Based on Memories
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1234- Su Race
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 971: Advancing Another Step
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1233- Represent Earth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.2
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 344 - Giving No Chances
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3845: The Cloaked Old Man
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 645: So What if You're the Number One Person in Sword Dao?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Chris sneered and walked behind the coach, wrapping a belt around the coach's neck.
The coach struggled desperately, reaching out to grab at Chris's head.
Chris wrapped the belt around his hands twice and, with his back to the coach, pulled forcefully. The coach's legs flailed helplessly, unable to even cry out for help. He tried to tear at the belt with his hands, but it was futile.
"Ugh—"
The coach's struggles became weaker and weaker.
Chris continued to strangle the coach from behind for a while, until he was certain the coach was dead, and then he dropped the body.
Qu Kangping's eyes widened, and he said slowly:
"How clever...
First, he used evil spirits to block the toilet door, preventing outsiders from entering, and giving himself enough space to commit the crime. His use of his talents far exceeds that of ordinary people.
Killing with a belt won't cause much bloodshed, making the scene easier to manage.
Previously, there was a conflict between the team captain and the coach. If the police were to investigate, the captain would certainly be the first suspect. Chris has enough time to delay until the end of the exam.
He truly is a... born criminal."
Chris re-fastened the belt around his waist, planning to dispose of it at a right moment. He then hid the coach's body in a toilet stall and threw the coach's phone into the toilet.
Finally, he left an evil spirit guarding the stall door, using illusions to scare away ordinary people and delay the discovery of the body.
Back at the competition arena, the coach never showed up.
The host inquired about the situation, but everyone was unclear.
When the time for the match arrived, the host decided to start the game without waiting for the coach.
Chris sat in his seat, his expression giving nothing away. However, his performance this time was very serious, and his playing style was more ruthless.
His teammates were shocked.
"Hey? Didn't you say..."
"Sorry, it was a reflex. I'll go easier next time."
Chris grinned mischievously, but then quickly sco
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