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
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
"Can you speak a bit softly? You're scaring me with the way you talk."
"Oh... I see."
"How did you steal the ore?"
"Steal ore? How did you know I stole ore?"
"Are you drunk?" Kanon laughed, "Didn't you just tell me that?"
Tie Zhu, confused, admitted and asked with a smile, "So, you want to join me in this?"
"Yes, can you tell me how?"
"Of course." Tie Zhu whispered into Kanon's ear, "You just need to swallow the ore, then spit it out when you get home. I've specially trained in this skill and am now very proficient. If you accidentally can't spit it out, it's okay, just look for it in the toilet the next morning, hehehe…"
Hearing this, Kanon couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"You must be drunk. How can you swallow that stuff?"
"Well! What does it matter? As long as you don't eat too much at once, you won't get poisoned. After all, this stuff is used to make..."
Tie Zhu fell asleep mid-sentence, snoring on the chair.
Kanon slapped him twice hard, but he slept like a dead pig, feeling nothing.
"Coward..."
Kanon looked around, took the house key from Tie Zhu's embrace, and left the restaurant without looking back.
After a while, the restaurant finally realized Tie Zhu had passed out.
The owner, a second-class citizen, disdained speaking to Tie Zhu and had to call his subordinates to wake him up.
"Sir, sir?"
Tie Zhu, snoring, ignored the waiter.
The owner shook his head and said, "Just let him pay, he already left his ID to me."
"Okay..."
The waiter, grabbing Tie Zhu's wrist to settle the bill, found out Tie Zhu had racked up a sentence of twenty thousand years for this meal alone. But adding these years would push Tie Zhu's sentence over ten million.
"Boss, this customer's sentence isn't enough."
"Damn, are you new here? Get lost."
The boss came over, put on gloves, and personally added twenty thousand years to Tie Zhu's sentence.
Less than five minutes later, police robots came into the store, put Tie Zhu in a bag, and dragged him out of the door. Since Tie Zhu was drunk, he didn't even have a
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