
My Game Account Was Stolen and I Recharged Millions!
游戏账号被盗,我反手充值百万!
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- Ongoing
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- 446k Words
- Genre
- Urban Romance
- Subgenre
- Urban Life
- Audience
- Male
- Updated
- 5mo ago
- Source
- Faloo
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183Chapters
3.2MReads
114.4kFlowers
10.0Score
6.8kRewards
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Every day someone is either stealing or having their rights violated. This book should be renamed The Daily Life of an Unlucky Man.
However, account sales are not officially recognized. After private sales, you are responsible for all transactions. The law is not so lenient.
Can you charge up one million raw stones to get all the character weapons in one day?
There seems to be a tens-million-level one next door.
I don't know anything else, I just know that the protagonist is really rich
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Break for a while When I was drunk, I read the sword by burning the lamp, and I dreamed of blowing the trumpet company. Eight hundred miles away, the people under his command are burning, and the sound of fifty strings turning over the Great Wall. Autumn brings troops to the battlefield.
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