She Rebuilt Her Fallen Country With Storage Space - Chapter 191: Fearful of a stable situation, adding fuel to the fire!

Then there’s James Bellini. His nickname? The Angel of Death.The man everyone fears. The man they all whisper about in dark corners. They say he’s merciless, that he has killed more people than anyone in the Circle. No one dares cross him. But there’s a secret, one that no one knows.James Bellini has never killed anyone. Not once.The rumors started because of a misunderstanding, a mistake so deep that even he couldn’t fix it. Now, the entire underworld fears him. Even the other bosses treat him like an equal, like he’s one of them. But the truth? The truth is something only God himself could untangle. And James? He’s just a man caught in the middle of it all.

The cold star reflects the halberd, the moon shines on the bow, and the dragon bird and the snow are startled at night.

Outside of Qianshan, Banzhi’s fame is in the hometown of Yinhua Huoshu.

“I, Rong Taotao, will one day be the master of those nine stars.”

That year, a young man with a small schoolbag, a natural scroll on his head, and a Fang Tianhua halberd said this on the rooftop.

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Easy and funny, welcome to the pit.

The work “Nine Stars Poisonous Milk” has been completed in 4 million words, and you are welcome to read it.

- Description from novelbuddy

They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies.
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures.
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?!

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In the next life time, he would absolutely not become an author.
He would once again be cursed to the danger of crossing over into a book.
During the time when he broke free of his shell, what he first saw was just the handsome, handsome male lead that he had written.
During the time when the male lead was pinching the small soft flesh of his neck, it was also his first time hearing the male lead’s voice.
“Return goods,” the male lead said in this way toward the vendor stall’s owner.
Pei Bufan: “…… meow?”

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