Just Because I Have Narrow Eyes Doesn't Make Me a Villain! - Chapter 17: Dungeon practice. (3)

The latest novel by Get Lost.————————Surrounded by monsters and eerie shadows, I am petrified.I just want to stay in the safe house, until the end of time...————————The indestructible eerie shadows, endless monsters, Yu Hong comes here with the mysterious black mark, utilizing the black mark that can strengthen everything, slowly builds his own absolute safe zone in his safe house.This book integrates bizarre cultivation with extreme paths, as promised by the author.

Shen Chen starts living a life of unrestrained indulgence since marrying Shi Yu. The most beautiful lovers’ prattle she has ever heard is “I will punish those whom you have offended.”Skit:“A handsome man delivered a parcel to your wife just now, Sir.”The young master acknowledged with a lazy “Mhm.”Half an hour later, all courier companies in the city go belly up.“Your wife has offended someone, Sir.”“Mhm.”Ten minutes later, that person is left to die in a desolate mountain.

When his family company went bankrupt, Qi Lin sought help from relatives and friends he had helped before.Qi Lin: “Brother Wang, I treated you to breakfast for three years in high school~”Wang Cheng: “I, Wang Cheng, am not an ungrateful person. Bring me 1000 bowls of hot dry noodles for my old classmate.”Qi Lin: “Xueyao, do you remember when you were looking for a job, you stayed at my villa for three years?”Qi Xueyao: “I paid you three years’ rent for a 10-square-meter room. Why don’t you move your whole family in?”Qi Lin helped these people back then, but now they’re indifferent to him.Disheartened, Qi Lin jumped from a high-rise building in despair.He thought he would die like that, but when Qi Lin opened his eyes again, he found himself back in his third year of high school.The family company hadn’t gone bankrupt, and he was still a rich second-generation playboy.Recalling the scenes after his family went bankrupt, Qi Lin sneered coldly.Since I was all about fooling around and waiting for death, why not become a rich second-generation with no morals?

“Darling, I want…”