I Sell Mobile Phones to the King of Hell

Everything made of paper is burned to the underworld, but the pig's feet are domineering in the underworld with the help of a paper cell phone. It is indeed too arrogant to abuse the scum and pick up girls and tease the ghosts. It's a good idea...

Not enough success, more than enough failure

I have no words to respond to the current trolls

Whatever the writing is, the first part is all very good, but when it comes to the later part of the writing after falling into a dream, I'm afraid you won't be able to understand it yourself, and it will end inexplicably! ? ?

After communicating with the underworld and becoming brothers with ghosts, I have some mysterious abilities, so I slap my face and pick up girls, act cool, and read very exciting novels...

It's incomprehensible and messy. I read a few of them, but they feel worse than elementary school compositions.

Sofa, I come first

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But it's too watery in the back