Journey to the West's Revolver

Fu Qian gracefully removed his skull, as if a gentleman were taking off his hat to pay respects.
…
Everything began with a transcended-dimension invitation.
It's a story of a high-quality Thug turning the impossible into the possible.
Of course, on that day, the great being behind the invitation was still unaware of what it had done.

Facing an Ancient God for a Year

No wonder it's addictive to look down from above.


Fu Qian relished the feeling of being above everyone else as the elevator slowly ascended, eventually reaching the top floor.


The entire top floor of the White Tower was the private space of Bai Jinting, housing his extremely luxurious office.


However, when Fu Qian stepped out of the elevator, there was constant noise inside, as if a group of gorillas were wrestling.


Fu Qian kicked open the already deformed door with one foot, and a gust of wind arose, instantly a black shadow rushed out.


Fu Qian didn't dodge, but with a quicker response, he kicked the black shadow back.


A shrill scream rang out, and a white long snake lay motionless on the ground.


The head of the snake was that of a standard long-haired woman's face.


The tail of the snake connected to a huge ball of snakes, from which another dozen heads extended, rampaging around the office.


The image of this beauty snake was a bit challenging to the imagination.


Chapter 98: King of the White Tower (End)_1