MTL - Transmigrating into a Demon Spirit to Blow up the Entire World - Chapter 124 Xueba's small table pet 18

Skilled, disciplined and merciless.

Liu Ye was a perfect killing machine for the underworld when he finally decided to step down and live a normal life. All of that for his lovely little sister who was his only family left.

Unfortunately, fate wasn’t on his side.

A forgotten debt forces Liu Ye to return to his past life but this time, in a new role. His Ex-lover, the heiress of the local triad, recruits him for something unusual— a VR Game called Avatar Online.

Elements? Abilities? Avatar?

Follow Liu Ye’s adventure as the world he knew changes upside down!

Once through the pirates, Lu En became the son of Monkey d Dragon, a grandfather named Monkey d Karp, and an unreliable and neurotic younger brother named Luffy.

Fortunately, the ghost back system is activated!

The completion of the ghost back is 10%, and the training effect is increased by 100 times!

The completion of the ghost back is 20%, and the training effect is increased by 1000 times!

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One day, Lu En, a ghost-backed master, appeared in front of Luffy who was shouting to go to sea, and made Luffy cry on the spot.

Luffy: “The pirates in the sea are all monsters like my brother? I don’t want to go out to sea!”

Garp: “For a long time, the two boys, Long and Luffy, with small arms and calves, I really doubt that they are not my sons and grandsons. Like Lu En, they are the grandsons of the old man!”

Warring States: “The strongest creature in the sea, land and air is Kaido? No, it’s Lu En!”

- Description from novelbuddy

What happens when, in the midst of struggling to keep up with life, you suddenly discover that you were a princess in a past life? Now, you're just a waitress with a drunken mother and a pile of bills to pay. But deep down, you know one thing: you’ll find the stupid jerk responsible for ending your royal life, no matter what it takes.Alexia POV:Then there are the spoiled, narcissistic rich jerks who think their daddy's car gives them a free pass to treat women like objects. Not today, Satan. These guys are like walking perfume ads with egos bigger than their bank accounts. I swear, they should just marry themselves—they're clearly their own type.When one of those jerks lands at my table, I can smell the entitlement from a mile away. I don't even wait for the inevitable sleazy pickup line or the “accidental” brush of their hand against mine. Nope. I pawn them off on one of the other waiters faster than you can say “unpaid rent.”

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