Zhang Wei hefted his family’s heirloom baseball bat, his blood racing. “Old Wang, you’re awesome! Who are we taking down tonight? Remember to leave me a five-star review when we’re done!”
Wang Daming kicked the demon god blocking his way flying. His phone chimed with a notification: “Ding! You have a new outrageous bounty order. Target: the Dark Realm Overlord…”
He weighed the demonic insect core in his hand, his gaze disdainful. “Food delivery is my profession. Sending you lot to your graves is even more so!” The dark world? The demon realm? The gods of all the heavens? All of you, get down on the ground! Don’t get in the way of me making money!
This rotten world is too cutthroat? Then I’ll tear it down and make the rules myself.
