I am chasing a rough man in the 80s - Chapter 470: There’s a Ghost Here

The anticipated engagement party turns into a broken engagement announcement and a notice of expulsion from the house.In one day, Anna lost everything.She accidentally activated a space and took the business’ supplies for revenge.But who would have thought that natural disasters will come?The world is changing and resources become scarce.So, the style of painting changed.When other people are scrambling to find something to eat, Anna was still cooking at home.When other people are fighting for food, Anna was lying on her bed while snacking her favorite chips.When other people are working hard to get some water, Anna was lying on her bathtub comfortably.The relatives came to the door for help.Anna only looked at them coldly and spat out, “Scram!”Her ex fiancé also came, asking for reconciliation and love.Her new man kicked him out of the door and slammed it shut. He then looked at Anna with a pitiful look. “Wife, do you not want me anymore? I'm easy to raise.”Anna looked at the puppy like man and pulled him closer with a smile on her face.It was only later she realized that the puppy is actually a big bad wolf...But the goods couldn’t be returned!

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”

Tu Xiao'an dies due to an accident and he is luckily reborn as a snake with a system. As long as he gobbles down some preys, he could speed up his course of evolution and gain more power to protect his family.'Mom, Sis, I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry for making you grieve!''One day, I'll stand before you again, out in the open, and take care of you!'

[Congratulations. You have met the requirements to become a Cursed One! Your fate has been changed!]What did it mean? Ragna was a transmigrator, reborn into this world as a Cursed One. But what was a Cursed One, they were the demon spawsns aclaimed to be the son's of the devil himselfA black screen with white text appeared before him, and he felt a sense of trepidation.[ Request Accepted ][ Status Screen Unfolding ]Character Name: Ragna RingwoodTitles: Cursed OneAge: an hour oldSex: MaleRace: UnknownLevel: 0Exp:0/100HP: 5/10[Attributes]Mana: 10Strength: 10Agility: 10Vitality: 10Mana Sense: 10Bloodline: (Unknown)???????Skills: NoneRagna's eyes widened as he stared at the screen. He was a Cursed One, with unknown abilities and powers. The thought sent a surge of excitement through him.