After a Griefer Stole My Kill, I Chose to Beat Zhang Jiawen to a Pulp

In an ordinary game, Zhang Zhuo ran into Zhang Jiawen.

After several consecutive waves of having his kills stolen with Flash and his minions maliciously stolen, Zhang Zhuo completely lost it.

"Ding! Congratulations, Host, you have obtained the Death Note."

"Zhang Jiawen has been detected queuing for ranked. Host, please pass judgment."

Zhang Jiawen: Bro, I was wrong. Can you stop chasing me? I've already dropped to Platinum.

Da Sima: Oh? I got matched with this guy again. Guys, this one's a loss!

Hei Dian Baidi: Brother Zhuo, I promise I'll never go AFK again. Please?

Ba Ge: Brother Zhuo, I'm begging you, please cross my name off your Death Note!

Xiaohu: Brother Zhuo, how about joining RNG? I'll make you my substitute.

Zhang Zhuo: Focus on playing the game. Or do you want to end up in my Death Note too?

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.