Chapter 307: Fire at The Coordinates of Lao Zi!

"Who says only those standing in the light can be heroes?"

Humming a tuneless song, the obese rat shook the iron can in its hand, pouring fuel onto the deserted rooftop, toned toned toned.

Since unlocking the "Hidden Profession" and becoming the razor under the cloak of the Manager, Difficult for the Strong felt rejuvenated, as if he had found his purpose once again.

Indeed, compared to showing off on the front lines, causing trouble in unseen places suited his gaming style better.

Who cares if no one knows?

It's enough that the Manager knows.

After realizing this, Difficult for the Strong felt that at least half of the credit for the rat plague in West State City belonged to him.

"Human stuff, Die! Die!"

Cackling wickedly, he shook the fuel can in his hand until the last drop of fuel was gone.