I'm just an unlucky person who traveled to the Zerg tribe.
On Earth, I was a defense lawyer who lived in a villa and drank red wine. When I came to the Zerg, I was just a miserable illiterate and a gangster. I was in rags and about to starve to death on the streets.
But the damn Celestial Dragons spread their wings and fly everywhere in the sky, tasting fine wine and delicacies without learning how to sleep!
I am so unlucky and miserable, yet you still insist on saying that I committed a heinous crime by blowing up the Zerg Presidential Palace.
Obviously I am a helpless, pitiful and miserable honest person.
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Crazy lawyer driven crazy: I hate you.
Noble: Refill~
ps: Crazy short story
Purpose: A happy life will dispel darkness