Chapter 38: The Enemy
Vinte Anos dos Mundos Marginais na Era da República da China
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2026-08-05 03:41:19
The female corpse on the kang suddenly tensed and sat bolt upright, coming face-to-face with Iron Lump.
The girl appeared to be thirteen or fourteen years old, her complexion as pale as snow, with fresh, crimson blood seeping from a gash on her temple. Her phoenix eyes burned with an unquenchable hatred.
Iron Lump let out a shrill scream, terrified out of his wits, and collapsed onto the floor, wetting himself in the process.
"I... I'll be damned! A ghost! It's a ghost!"
Iron Lump was no novice when it came to grave robbing and corpse theft. He had always taken the opportunity to violate any