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My Cannon Is Three-Kilometer-Wide

“A qualified Artillery Master must have enough attack range! That is why it’s reasonable for me to have a 3-kilometer-wide cannon,” Kerr Cowell said as he watched the people around him react with dumbfounded reactions after his firework display. Tens of thousands of different races were thrown to another world and forced to wage wars against each other. That marked the start of a new world where survival was the sole focus.

Medieval rabbit · Romance
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Chapter 244: In the midst of the night drizzle, it is the perfect night for killing.

"Quiet down a little, babe."

Kerr Cowell smiled and gently scraped the bridge of the woman's nose with his finger: "Don't be afraid, I've suddenly decided not to kill you. A qualified gentleman wouldn't kill a woman."

"And I, Carl Jacob, am a qualified gentleman."

"Off you go."

He gently stroked the woman's hair, retreated a few steps towards the edge of the rooftop while looking at the live camera and smiled: "Goodbye, everyone, I told you we'd meet again."

"Do you like this fireworks display?"

"If you like it, that's good."

"This is a gentleman's romance."

"Life needs more romance; you're all living so boringly. With your aesthetic tastes, you probably can't appreciate me."

After saying this, he relaxed his body and leaned backward, falling from the high sky to the ground. Meanwhile, Scar Dog and his accomplice immediately turned their attention to the woman paralyzed on the ground, greeted her with a smile, and rushed toward the edge of the roof before leaping off.

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