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Tomb Robbers: Northern Faction
(You need to be careful when robbing tombs, the price of life is higher) I am a poor boy from eastern Inner Mongolia. Forced by life, I have no choice but to become a tomb robber in the lower class. I met the person who changed my life. I have been in this industry for many years. Do you want to hear my story? If you are interested, please take a look at the legendary life of a tomb robber.
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Siheyuan: If You Owe Me Money, I Will Make You Pay with Blood.
The ghost's figure gradually disappeared in the darkness, as if being pulled by some force, and fell into a deeper fog. However, his heart could not calm down for a long time. He suddenly realized that this journey into the abyss was far more complicated and dangerous than he imagined.
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Siheyuan: Not Paying Back the Debt? There's No Explanation for That Torture
Traveling through the world of Qingmansiheyuan, he became an orphan. My beastly neighbor has owed me a lot of money over the years, so I'm going to start asking for debt! Not giving? Sorry, we are men with a system. Isn't it trivial to torture you? And, there are many ways to pay off debt! Qin Huairu understands, and so does everyone else!
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Siheyuan: I Have No Morals and No Bottom Line. Is It Me?
Traveling through the world of Qingmansiheyuan, Qin Tian became an ordinary resident. The beasts in the compound refused to pay back the money they owed, and also made things difficult in every possible way. The original owner was angered to death. So. Let me, Qin Tian, do this! Qin, how do you want to pay for it? Yi, do you want your life? Damn it, your sister is not safe! A few days later, all the beasts knelt down and prayed, Qin Tian, don't be more beastly than us beasts!
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Siheyuan: an Iron Fork, Why Not Hide in the Vegetable Cellar?
Time traveled to the 1970s. I thought I was living a safe and sound life, but at the beginning I encountered a group of guys who ate human blood, snatching real estate, and competing for job quotas. It was quite a conspiracy. In times of crisis, golden fingers appear: the recycling system is completely awakened... With my own system, I will not accompany you grandpa anymore. I will take the initiative to apply for a quota to go to the countryside. I will sell my real estate and work quota to the
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