The Boss Behind The Game

Looking at the cauldron in the middle of the village, An Sheng and the others seemed to be in despair.

An Sheng then glanced at the fat guy next to him who was staring into space and said, “Excited? We just arrived and are now about to get cooked.”

The fat guy was speechless.

“We must take revenge!” after a moment, the fat guy said in grief.

“Yes! We must take revenge. I have never been eaten in my entire life. They are the first who dare to eat me and they must pay for it!” an immature young man spoke with a sad and aggrieved expression on his face as if he had suffered great insult.

As expected, their clothes were soon stripped off and they were carried into the cauldron. Fortunately, they were all male. Hence, it was not too embarrassing.

But, one thing surprised the warriors of the Gillfish Clan – the pieces of equipment and weapons suddenly disappeared when they were taken off their bodies.

An Sheng and the others were savagely beaten as the warriors of the Gillfish Clan were infuriated for not being able to find the equipment after searching for a long time.

This made An Sheng and the others swear as they had never suffered such great injustice.

They would pay them back for this.

However, this was just the start. They almost cried at the grievance they next encountered.

At that moment, a shirtless burly man went to the fat guy with a sack. He then grabbed a handful of green powder from the sack and handed it to the fat guy.

What?

“Ura!”

The burly man glared at the fat guy and pushed the green powder in his hand toward the fat guy’s mouth.

For fuck’s sake… I would definitely fight this guy to death if I were not tied by a rope.

It was fine for wanting to cook him, but how dare they let him eat the seasonings. Don’t they know that one can be killed but not humiliated?

“Bastard! Go to hell. Bah!” this was now the only means the fat guy could retaliate.

Upon seeing the fat guy’s reaction, the tough guy stuffed the seasonings in his hand back into his pocket and lifted the fat guy out of the cauldron.

who had first decided to fight back was badly battered. He then tearfully swallowed

what the fat guy had encountered, the others who were also in the cauldron trembled and swallowed the spices that were handed to them without hesitation as they were afraid of being beaten up

unknown plant. It would melt in their mouth and slide down their throat along with the saliva,

lungs and the entire body through breathing, making their entire body suffuse an exquisite

made

“Ura!”

sprinkled it on the heads of An Sheng and the others. A piquancy taste entered their trachea

you… I will remember this. Just you wait… I will fucking

sorrow but they could not

time went by, bubbles emerged in the cauldron. The

the point of death. All of them lost

bewildered

Where’s our food?

Metropolis. A fat guy took off his virtual helmet and slammed the

so pissed. I will teach you all a lesson since

the guild’s chat group

must

on our website

Sheng: “I’m furious, too. Let’s hire a few experts from the forum. Gather

is sure to take revenge and

I was a kid. My brother is a member of the Great Dragon Guild. I will

look at the forum and hire some people. Let’s find some

operation had

God’s Warship sailed off the coast

more than a hundred people

this operation.

the upper right corner, An Sheng confirmed their location and began to

they had been to the Fallen Fish Island and the fog on the map had dispersed.

lesson. Before departing, they had purchased some materials from the auction house in order to improve the sailing stability of the Demonic God’s Warship. Thus,

that their revenge this

map, strong

abused previously sent shivers down their