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Getting $10 Trillion Out Of Nowhere

Connor McDonald delivered food as his part-time job. One day, he had to deliver food to a hotel infamous for being a sex hotel. When the room door opened, he couldn't believe his eyes. His girlfriend was half-naked, cuddling with a rich kid from their class. "Well, now that you've found out, I guess it's time that you know," the rich kid scoffed. "Your girlfriend is dating me now. "Connor, give up on me. You're an orphan and have no money. Even if you deliver food for the rest of your life, there's no way you can compete with him. You are not good enough for me. Let's break up," his girlfriend said. Connor was utterly dumbfounded, wondering why God would inhibit poor people from being in a normal relationship. Just as he was wallowing in pain, his phone suddenly rang. He received an interesting text message. [You have received 1,000,000,000.00 dollars in your account.] "What the hell?" Connor exclaimed. "Who the heck just transferred 1 billion dollars to me?"

Silent Wind · Urban
Not enough ratings
2189 Chs

The Battle

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Mr. Faris, as a Grandmaster of ancient martial arts in Honduria, is it appropriate for you to target a junior like this?"

At this moment, a calm voice slowly echoed.

Faris turned his head to see that the speaker was none other than the Second Elder.

"Who are you?" Faris asked the Second Elder in a low voice.

"I am the Second Elder of the Purple Cloud Sect. If you intend to harm Sect Leader McDonald, you'll have to get through me first," the Second Elder said, striding towards Connor.

"You're just a mere Black-rank martial artist, yet you dare to stand in my way? You truly don't know your own limitations!" Faris coldly snorted with disdain.

Although the gap between Black-rank martial artists and Heaven-rank Grandmasters was substantial, with Black-rank being a level below Heaven-rank, Faris, even as a high-level Black-rank martial artist, was no match for a Grandmaster like Faris.