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Red Envelope Group of the Three Realms

In a world of shallow-minded, materialistic mortals, what would one from humble beginnings - whose face had been stomped on, spat on, oppressed for the longest while by the arrogant, pampered upper echelons of society - do, when a mysterious application pops up in a brand new phone that was meant to be the birthday gift of an ungrateful girlfriend? What if the application takes the form of a chatroom where its occupants, bearing the names of mythical, fictional beings, start giving out 'Red Packets'; while spouting nonsense the entire time? Release Schedule: 14 chs / week *There is something wrong with the system. We are currently working on it right now. Thank you for your patience and support.*

Young Leader · Urbano
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4890 Chs

Your Last Breath

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"You think too highly of me – I'm just an ordinary student. I don't really care about all these gang-related matters!" Chen Xiaobei shrugged.

"Surely, you jest…" Song Qincheng pursed her lips, occasionally darting nervous glances at the three thousand gang members. "Everyone here listens to you. Could you perhaps spare Fan Jian's life…?"

"I never said that his life was in danger," Chen Xiaobei replied.

"But– I saw the Fire Boss running a finger across his throat…" Song Qincheng said fearfully.

"Little Fire Boss, he just wanted to cripple me. How could you give the throat-slicing gesture? You violent maniac!" Chen Xiaobei exclaimed, crossing his arms and puffing his cheek. 

"Yes- Yes… Yes, Bro Bei, you're absolutely right!" Fire Boss nodded and waved at "Cripple both of them and toss them out of Green Vine City! They'll have something else coming if they ever enter town again!"