Chapter 28

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Among these affiliated forces, even the Yan family might not be willing to live or die with Lu Bu.
Because that water bridge itself looked like a string of neon lights, flickering with red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple hues in a faint yet proud display.
Before dawn, two transport helicopters from the airport made over a dozen round trips, airlifting all 200 soldiers from the reconnaissance company who were on standby at the airport. Each time they returned, they carried away some gold, easing the transport burden on the convoy.
It turned out that the Dragon Soul’s excuse of explaining the origin of the Holy Pearl to Xu Jingtian was merely a ruse. From the moment it laid eyes on the Holy Pearl, it had been calculating how to deceive Xu Jingtian and do whatever it took to snatch the treasure from his hands.
His heart burned with fighting spirit; this was his true opportunity to rise, and he would not let it slip away. Everything had to wait until that day arrived.
Mother Fang, whose name was Wang Qing, had spent the day pondering back and forth, unable to understand why Fang Yuanyuan, who was borrowing money from her for rent just a few days ago, was suddenly talking about buying a house today.
Setting aside the entertainment industry, even for an ordinary person going for an interview, one must arrive early. To arrive right on the dot suggests either immense talent or a lack of respect for the job. Such people rarely leave a good impression on the interviewer.
By later generations, all the legends recorded in the classics had been perfected, covering everything from the beginning to the present with various miraculous tales, making them impeccable.
The person speaking was a middle-aged man with flaxen hair, a Westerner. Looking at his hairstyle and demeanor, Chen Jincai felt... he couldn't discern anything at all.
The guests who were expected had arrived early, and the VIPs the hosts were waiting for had already entered. The men of the Li family were currently inside greeting the guests.
The evil aura on the aerial burial shroud intensified, instantly suppressing the struggling "Cunqing" flying sword. As "Cunqing" was suppressed, Liu Feng'an, who held the sword, spat out a mouthful of black blood.
Because first Li Yunmeng was thrown into prison, and later both the Best Actress Lin Lan and the Movie Queen Jing Li were sued, she had been vaguely labeled as the "Entertainment Industry Reaper" in the circle.

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Clearly, Gu Yueyue knew that Li Jinghe was still alive and was intentionally hiding to lure the snake out of its hole—not long ago, Gu Yueyue had contacted her through Ji Shuyu to propose a collaboration.
He had mastered Taoist arts since his youth, capable of using talismans to raise the dead and bells to summon corpses. They only needed to dress as corpse-drivers at night and hide the items on the bodies to evade investigation by the Beiping Police Department. Meanwhile, by sending people to meet them outside the city, the task would be much easier to execute.
"When can you let me see Shiho!?" Miyano Akemi wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her emotions agitated.
"Just try me!" Jiang Shu walked in front of Mu Wan'er with a blank expression, grabbed her collar with one hand, his eyes filled with danger.
"Fine, then let’s see! We’ll see if you end up shattered to pieces or if I end up in total ruin!" He turned to leave.
Jiang Shu looked up at the man, expressionless, and drove his knee upward, slamming it fiercely into the man's vital area.
Taking advantage of the moment he was held back by the Taiji force, Wang Ye flew into the air and kicked "Wildfire," who had just landed, sending him flying.
Hearing Ma Yilong’s words, Wei Yuanming remained silent for a while. He hadn’t known Jiang Chuan for long and couldn't say anything.
But she did not know that tonight’s proposal was entirely aimed at this necklace, as he suspected the necklace was a token or served some other purpose, of which she alone was unaware.
Xia Shu stepped forward and said frankly, King against King; there was no need to hide anything now, just say it outright.
Retreating to the edge of the cliff, the One-Horned Sword God sat cross-legged. On his chest, a terrifying, gruesome hole was being eaten away by rolling black mist, consuming his life force.
The discrepancy in the accounts could be traced back two years, just six months after Qin Xu had taken over the Qin Group, when the company had just stabilized after returning from the brink of collapse.

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He Ruoxue was not foolish; how could she not feel that Lu Zifan was guarding against her? Clearly, the things they were doing were still not fit for public eyes. Fortunately, as she turned away, a strange smile appeared on her face.
Mo Qian helped her up and sat her in a chair. Seeing her movements, which resembled those of a robot, his eyes were full of worry; he truly could not understand how their boss could have gotten into such a car accident.
"Knock, knock, knock." He Ruoxue pushed the door open, tapped politely, and seeing the man’s disheveled state, she laughed softly, looking at him with seduction.
Bang! As his scream faded, Zhang Dali’s body suddenly disintegrated into a mist of blood.
At that time, everyone had mocked Yang Shaolong, saying that even though he couldn't win, he was still making up grandiose excuses.
Besides Pera, there were indeed two strange middle-aged men in the vehicle. One of them was wearing a very distinct military uniform; Li Changjiang knew at a glance that this was a powerful man who truly held military authority.
Wan Gengxin looked at his own disheveled reflection in the bathroom mirror. Unable to contain his frustration, he struck the mirror with a fierce punch.
Cheng Jinzhi lifted her chin stubbornly, paused for a moment, then pursed her lips unnaturally, her eyes flickering with hesitation.
Odin’s short sentence revealed a wealth of information, enough to resolve many of Magellan’s previous questions.
Staring fixedly at Arafat, the expression on Li Changjiang’s face told him that this bastard was not joking at all. He nodded with difficulty, and Arafat couldn't help but curse under his breath.