The day before yesterday, I saw a man using the Navy 6 style on the street to beat up a gangster.
Yesterday, my neighbor was exterminated overnight. At that time, a huge red fox came out and caused a ruckus all night long.
I felt a little stomachache, but it had nothing to do with me and ignored it. The next day, I went to school.
My deskmate secretly told me that she had just returned from the fate world and had won a lot of precious phantoms, saying that she liked me.
My best friend secretly told me that he had just returned from the Shinigami world and had the strongest blade that could simulate all Zanpakutō.
My enemy blocked me in the toilet and told me arrogantly that he had returned from the Marvel world and was already the strongest hero.
I'm speechless, just come back or something? Why do you need so much?
I stretched out my hand, and there was a stick in my right hand. I stretched out my hand again, and there was a fan in my left hand.
I asked him, mmp, you can choose how you want to fly!
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
