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.

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

swallowed the spices that were handed to them without hesitation as they were afraid of being beaten

were made of some unknown plant. It would melt in their mouth and slide down their throat along with the saliva, improving

the

this made

“Ura!”

with satisfaction. Then, he took out a handful of red powder from another pocket and sprinkled it on the heads of An Sheng and the others. A

you wait… I will fucking kill

yelled in sorrow but they could

the cauldron. The water temperature had finally reached the

soon their blood volume dropped to the point of death. All of them lost their consciousness and slipped into the cauldron. In the end, they turned into black smoke and were

was bewildered at

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

guild’s chat group and typed a

We must

read on our website wuxia

too. Let’s hire a few experts from the

man is sure to take

was a kid. My brother is a

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

operation had just

at night, the Demonic God’s Warship sailed off

as there were more than a hundred

and the others had spent a lot of money on this operation. They had hired professional players in order

corner, An Sheng confirmed their location and began to reverse the sailing direction of the Demonic God’s

Fallen Fish Island and the fog on the map had dispersed. Thus, they could still

they had purchased some materials from the auction house 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

their revenge this time was

on the map, strong hatred filled the eyes

abused