Volume 1, Chapter 46: Spring Breeze
"Lin Yu? H-How did you get in here!"
Wu Qiankun was in disbelief, thinking he was hallucinating!
Before Wu Qiankun could react to what was happening, Lin Yu had already pinned him down by the head and slammed him fiercely onto the marble desk!
"Ah! Let go of me, let me go right now!!"
Wu Qiankun felt dizzy and disoriented, with agonizing pain radiating all over his body!
However, Lin Yu ignored his miserable screams and continued to apply heavy pressure with his hands!
Crack!
Crack!
The sound of bones fracturing could be heard echoing from Wu Qiankun's head!
"Aren't you underestimating me a bit too much? You spent forty million to hire a bunch of good-for-nothings just to buy my life?"
"You plan to deal with the Liu Group..."
"This?" Ming Tian was momentarily at a loss for words. When Old Zhang handled business, he was no different from a madman.
"I'm used to smoking Hongtashan; Nanjing cigarettes are just too harsh." Ming Tian grinned as he looked at Old Zhang.
Back then, he didn't think much of it—he just figured that showing off a trick would be enough to secure the job. Little did he know he would run into an official, and the crucial point was that the guy was far too arrogant, which prompted Qing Niang to want to use him to establish her authority.
Of course Lin Qingwan was confident. Even if she had never handled planning like this before, she had experienced it. There were countless things that could be bundled in here; besides anything else, they could just throw in some vouchers, but they also needed to bring out other more distinctive items.
"You're awake." At that moment, Haozi walked out of the bathroom. It was easy to tell that he wasn't faring any better.
"Wait! What is all this nonsense? You still haven't told me what on earth is going on!" I couldn't help shouting into the phone, terrified that the call would disconnect before I finished speaking.
"Wudao, give him the True Energy Crystal." After a long silence, Mo Longsheng made the helpless decision to spend money to avert disaster and shut Mu Xifeng's mouth. After all, theoretically speaking, the Mo family was indeed in the wrong. So no matter how much anger Mo Longsheng held in his heart at this moment, he had to endure it, because his family lacked justification.
The car stopped in front of an art gallery. Gao Haozi went inside and came out a moment later with a packaged painting.
The corners of my mouth twitched slightly, but I said nothing. I simply raised a hand to rub my still-sleepy eyes and continued sinking back into my daydreams. Only this time, a strange, hazy name seemed to have appeared within my dream.
I had originally thought that being able to view their vitality using the Life Wheel within the dreamscape was because I possessed some measure of dream energy and could alter dreams, but now thinking about it, that wasn't the case at all.
The surviving Hanke beasts came forward one after another to bow before the Hanke King, congratulating their "King" on his return.
Such a scene caught many people entirely by surprise. In their imagination, even if Cang Ao harbored a shred of "tenderness toward the fairer sex," the most he would do was appear a bit more "gentlemanly." They never expected him to suddenly bark a stern rebuke at Aya.
Once, a gang of ruthless bandits tried to hijack him, pumping bullets into his car for a long time without managing to bring him down.
Ye Zheng only had twenty portions of Sky Crystal Powder in his possession, and he wasn't certain whether these twenty portions could achieve the results he desired. He could only try his luck. Fortunately, while the quantity of Sky Crystal Powder was decent, it wasn't excessively expensive. Even if it went to waste, Ye Zheng wouldn't feel too heartbroken.
She sat there in a daze as usual, completely unaware of how much time had passed, until she was jolted awake by the ringing of a telephone. Picking up the receiver and seeing that it was her sister calling, she pressed the answer button.
Thinking of something, Generalissimo Chiang's expression underwent a complete three-hundred-and-sixty-degree transformation, and a bizarre smile crept onto his face.
Otherwise, even though the officers and men of the Elite Rifle Platoon had utilized the terrain to conceal themselves, they would still leave behind traces of their presence.
The security company he currently operated was one of the absolute industry leaders in the north; who would dare to mess around and act wildly with him?
After the dealer died, two guards assigned to the casino walked straight over. They pinned Wu You's body down and began stripping off his clothes.
Zhao Xiongfei felt a pang of heartache. It wasn't that he didn't want to see Liu Jiayi; rather, knowing that he didn't have long to live, he deliberately tried to distance himself from her—at least to make his impression in her heart fade just a little bit more. Fate was beyond one's control, and Zhao Xiongfei did not want Liu Jiayi to waste the prime of her youth because of his existence.
To speak merely of her appearance might only drive men to infatuation, but looking at her attire—a limited-edition beige Chanel dress, the season's most cutting-edge LV collector's edition handbag, and a pair of sandals by a brand none of them could even recognize—these were enough to make them envious for a lifetime.
When the deputy squad leader and I arrived at the duty post, I followed his lead and saluted the two sentries from the previous shift. The eighth squad's deputy gave a standard salute, while mine still left something to be desired.
Ling Qian smiled with satisfaction. Now that he knew the current whereabouts of the Thunder Source Flute, reclaiming it was not something that could be accomplished overnight. However, such an endeavor to snatch it back was simply too dangerous.
Ling Qian nodded slightly, then formed hand seals with both hands, and a giant eagle-like beast materialized before his eyes.
If they were to separate, although the Dragon Guard Battalion's strength meant they wouldn't easily encounter danger, the capital of the Northern Yan Province was extremely fragile. If an emergency truly arose, it would be instantly destroyed.
"Fine, since you admit defeat, I'll call a truce!" Shi Ningning wore a triumphant, haughty expression, looking precisely like a victorious mother hen.
Ye Tian held his breath and fired ten shots as well, then stood nearby, taking heavy breaths. Sniper shooting was a craft that demanded not only pinpoint accuracy but also consideration of wind speed, humidity, and numerous other variable factors, making the external uncertainties quite high.
However, the four giant salamanders seemed to have learned their lesson. Whenever Kong Changfei was absent, they didn't dare to hurl insults at Zhang Ye.
By the lakeside, Yu Xue sat down while Zhang Ye began to doze off, but Treasure Girl was filled with enthusiastic interest, playing chess with Xia Yuhong. They played three games, with Treasure Girl losing by half a point in every single one.
"Village Chief, we are the people's own soldiers, this is only what we ought to do, and we will weather this difficult time together with everyone," the company commander replied to the village chief.
Ever since the old potion master laid eyes on the old madman, he had begun to harbor deep regrets. Inviting this old madman out of the mountains had been an utterly rotten idea.
"The beating is over, now it's my turn to strike!" Lin Yu didn't give尼斯 (Nisi) any time to think.
"What's wrong with you?" Hua Xuanji reached out, wanting to grab Qingge, but suddenly the rustling sound of weeds came from behind, startling her so badly that the sweat from her prior run was replaced by cold sweat in an instant.
"What moves is Yegor making right now?" In Matthew's imagination, given the current military might of the Polar Bear nation, virtually no one could shake them anymore, and unifying the world was merely a matter of time.
"Patriarch Wu, these two individuals are members of your Wu family. You certainly wouldn't condone them acting so recklessly, would you?" Lin Yu looked at Wu Tianhao and said.
This was something Wu Xuan could never hope to attain no matter how much he envied it... Resonance with the overall investment psychology of the market—that was true talent. Things like data analysis, once you reached that tier, were merely menial, dirty labor.
Qin Zhiheng had vanished from Hangzhou City for a full three days. Although Ninglu was lost once again, the Third Elder and his party did not seem to care overly much.
Fatty San hoisted his massive, bare foot and shoved it right up against Zhang Qingmi's nose, swinging it back and forth like a shaman trying to summon a stray soul.