The City of Terror - Chapter 633

Have you ever thought about what the goddess in your mind will look like in front of others?

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There was a big news in City A recently. The daughter raised by Haomen Lu’s family for eighteen years was not his own.

The real daughter returned to her place, and the fake daughter was sent back.

From a white swan to an ugly duckling, everyone is waiting to see Lu Ning’s jokes.

Want to see how she, a little princess who has been pampered for eighteen years, will live after leaving the rich family?

Lu Ning was not afraid at all.

Isn’t it poor? Just make money.

However, before she led the whole family to make a fortune, the whole family took her to play counting money at home.

The eldest brother of a certain industry giant dumped several companies to her: “It’s all yours. If you want to have it, there are all catering, entertainment, clothing, and playgrounds.”

The second brother of the top superstar: “Ning Ning, do you want to participate in the draft, I will write you a letter of recommendation.”

Even the youngest brother is a computer expert: “Sister, the person who hacked you will never even think about surfing the Internet in this life.”

Lu Ning: …Didn’t it mean that they are generally poor and useless?

Mother: “Xiao Ning, if you don’t like this gold, Mom will get you some diamonds, so that every piece of your clothes will be studded with diamonds, okay? Just wait, Mom will get you some diamonds!”

Father: “Xiao Ning, isn’t it exciting to use the black card? Dad will get you one with a limit, 50 million is much less?”

Lu Ning:? ? ? Didn’t you say that you can’t pay off the mortgage?

Lu Ning said that there is no room for her to play at all, so be quiet and be a salted fish.

but……

A mysterious organization: “Come and be our boss!”

Dean of a research institute: “Come be my successor!”

Lu Ning: … Is it over? ! I just want to be a salted fish!

The top wealthy Mr. Huo rushed over: “Baby! Come to my pot!”

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As an honorable soldier of the Empire.

Holding this small long sword, laugh at every battle, chaos is shit.

【System release task】

Clearing up the greenskin stuff?

cut!

Destroying a Skaven den?

cut!

Eliminate the Beastmen War Gang?

Cut it and you’re done!

…

Pointy-eared elf? pedantic!

Short-legged short stack? stubborn!

Bato Holy Grail Knight? Eat poop!

Kislev War Bear Cavalry? Eat the exhaust of my imperial half-griffin cavalry!

…

The elements of this work [System] [Farming] [Western Fantasy] [Middle Ages Warhammer] [Trace Slaanesh] [Battle Development]….

Book lovers, please collect more! Thank you new author!

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When he woke up, Yang Yuan found himself reborn.

When he was one year old, “Ah, not only rebirth, but also transmigration.”

At the age of three, “Goldfinger is finally in place!”

Portable space is handy.

Fourteen years old, “What the hell is my golden finger?”

Yang Yuan screamed in the sky…

Thirty-year-old, Yang Yuan, who was hugging from left to right, stood on Emperor Tread Peak, pointing to the vast land, “This is the country that I have conquered!”

Omg, golden fingers are so fragrant!

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