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March Into Hell

From that day on, secret realms descended upon the world. Bizarre creatures cried out for nourishment, and strange rules lay in wait for the fortunate. These individuals were lured by supernatural abilities and treasures, entering the game for wealth and power. Yet soon, they would go mad with the roles they played, consumed by the savagery. But he was different, always relishing the thrill of fear, savoring the joy of despair. In the razor-sharp twists of fate, "Fantastic, thrilling!" he exclaimed. Then he turned around, smiling and even more expectant— Striding towards hell. [Modern mysteries, rule replicas, heartwarming healing, Sbarazzi.]

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Story 103: The Last Story_3

Irina also sighed with sorrow, "A fat, old middle-aged man like the chief is really good for nothing except being the chief. Once he is no longer the chief, I am afraid he would be even worse than a dog."

Although Zhou Cheng was not on the scene, he must be watching everything through the camera, and right now, he must be feeling hurt.

Li Qingming originally wanted to say "What does it have to do with me?" regarding the feigned injuries scheme, but after thinking it over, he felt he was in the wrong. Zhou Cheng's indulgence in the interrogation could be considered a kindness to adults, so he ought to give him some advantages.

So he could only sigh and grabbed paper and pen.

As the Secret Realm disappeared, everything created within it vanished as well, except for the body of Chen Xuejian and all the treasures. This included the meals, medical records, the creatures with no faces, and the mutated corpses.

But Li Qingming would not forget the things he decided to remember.