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.

a beating, he who had first decided to fight back was badly battered. He then tearfully

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

in their mouth and slide down their throat along with the saliva, improving their

then spread from their stomach up to the lungs and the entire body through breathing, making their

made them

“Ura!”

handful of red powder from another pocket and sprinkled it on the heads of An Sheng and the others. A piquancy taste entered their trachea through the nostrils, causing

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

in sorrow but they

time went by, bubbles emerged in the cauldron. The water temperature had finally reached

blood volume dropped to the point of death. All of them lost their

bewildered

Where’s our food?

took off

a lesson

saying that, Liu Pang entered the guild’s chat

must take

read on our website

Let’s hire a few experts from the forum. Gather more

take revenge and we shouldn’t wait

grievances since I was a kid. My brother is a member of the Great Dragon Guild. I will borrow some

a look at the forum and hire some people. Let’s find some people and gather at the resurrection point after

operation had just

night, the Demonic God’s Warship sailed off the

were more than a hundred people on

on this operation. They had hired professional players in order to avenge them

corner, An Sheng confirmed their location and

the fog on the

in order to improve the sailing stability of the Demonic God’s Warship. Thus, the battleship had improved greatly in terms of its stability and speed that it did not cause

their revenge this time was

was getting closer on the map, strong hatred filled

abused previously sent shivers down