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Damn it, bastard, Mo Fei, Mo Fei! I didn't expect you to be so strong. Why won't you die, Black Dragon King! Black Dragon King! This should have been mine.
Wang Ziheng watched the screen before him, his face twisting with a snarl of clenched-teeth frustration, filled with regret and resentment for his past actions, realizing he had become a clown.
Why has it come to this!
If only I had bought the Morphis account for ten million at the beginning, just ten million, merely the price of a Lamborghini. I could definitely afford it, why didn't I accept it then?
If the deal had gone through at that time, the Black Dragon King should be me by now!
Wang Ziheng's mind whirled with thoughts, recalling why he had missed the chance to hold the title of the game's number one expert.
It's all my dad's fault, he pressured me to prove myself, and look at all the mess this has led to.