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The Heavily Armed Exorcist in America

Traditional exorcism: holy water, a priest's useless babble, and the need to know the demon's true name—it's just too much hassle. The innovated exorcism: ["You demon spawn, eat my laser weapon!"] ["Flagship, do you see that demon?"] ["Main star-annihilating cannon, charge up!"] ["Fire the cannon, and let it blast the hell out of them!"] "Oh? Who said all Exorcists were pushovers?"]

Flying Milk · Urban
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281 Chs

Chapter Sixty-Two: The Ominous House

"Sir, you wish to rent an apartment close to the subway and the business district, correct?" Ueyamadou Moto smiled as he looked at the man before him, who was the first client to walk into the real estate intermediary company he had inherited from his parents.

He naturally needed to be treated well.

Furthermore, as soon as the other party finished stating his requirements, Ueyamadou's excitement grew.

An apartment with such conditions in the prime real estate of Capital City certainly wouldn't come cheap, in fact, it could be said to be extremely expensive.

However, Ueyamadou did have some apartments that met these requirements, the problem was that their price was somewhat outrageous, and he didn't know if the plainly dressed man in front of him could afford it.

"Yes, those are my conditions," the man said carefreely as he leaned back on the sofa. Ueyamadou frowned slightly but said nothing.

After all, the man was a client, and making money was all that mattered.