After delivering food for two years, I only had 3.7 Yuan left in my pocket. He was stabbed to the verge of death that night, and something that had been buried in the broken bow for three hundred years woke up.
A BMW owner made a video to humiliate me: "A food delivery guy will be like this for the rest of his life."
I crushed the steel fork and shot it through the steel plate through the air, causing the entire network to explode.
Later I found out that I was the Zichen War Ancestor who suppressed the immortals with one man and one bow three hundred years ago.
The Xianmen family, the ancient martial arts family, and the capital forces are all eyeing my bow. They wanted a bow, but I chose to set up the situation myself.
Delivery? From today on, I am no longer the same person as before.
