The Mafia Empire - Chapter 137 - The Mayor Investigates the Child’s Father

While watching an action movie, Ye Xuan suddenly died and came to the mutated Blue Star.However, he became a person with the lowest awakened attribute, a total loser in the eyes of others...“Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully binding the invincible beast control system. The novice gift package has been automatically delivered!”“Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the SSS-level spiritual attribute, with an affinity for all beasts!”Ye Xuan's body trembled suddenly.Did he just receive some powerful cheats?It was awesome!The genius campus belle said, “Is this the loser you guys were talking about? His beast is so big!”The mature mentor said, “Ye Xuan, controlling beasts starts with controlling people. Come to my room tonight and I'll teach you hands-on!”The ice-cold empress said, “God, he's too strong. He's the man I've been looking for!”A beautiful witch brought chaos to the Blue Star with evil magical creatures.Ye Xuan said, “Don't worry. I'll take care of it!”

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The Night Has Come, and kermesinus moon ascends in the sky.Hoarse whispers flow at the street corners, and brass steam machines spew out bloody mist.Your brain is singing a hymn, eyes are chanting a melody.Skin cracks, and flesh buds swell.Amidst the Mist, the wall of flesh that has devoured thousands of corpses wails endlessly—“Weep not, our players don't bite, they just want to play with you.”Annan, the lone strategist, the top player, the savior of the mist-covered continent, the leader of the Thirteen Saints, the friend of the Twelve True Gods, the king of pioneers, “the Just”, the Gatekeeper of the Fourth Calamity, the uncrowned deity, advised kindly.