Chapter 99: Qiao Muting, I Like You
Qiao Muting glanced up unintentionally and caught sight of the words hanging in the center on the banner. Heh! So it turned out that he was the most foolish pig on earth.
“She only has a middle school education, and I have no idea how she managed to get into the research institute—pure dumb luck, probably. And a writer? Don’t overestimate her,” Cheng Fangping said in Shanghainese.
Gu Weiguo nudged Cheng Fangping, trying to make her stop talking. The atmosphere had been quite pleasant, but she just had to say something to ruin it.
“Eh? But how come I don’t know? I haven’t been there either.” This time, Lu Xiqiao was truly surprised.
With both hands cradling the drum, Dongfang Yun stepped forward without hesitation, bent down reluctantly to set the drum down, and then rose and slowly retreated. Throughout the process, she remained on high alert, ready for a fight to the death. Facing a master at the Great Ascension stage, a desperate strike was no joke.
He was wealthy, never short of money, and wanted to buy his way onto the rankings, but they paid him no mind at all. What was he supposed to do?
As soon as Pei Tongtong got in the car, she pushed Qi Chenghao down beneath her. He struggled for a moment at first, but whether it was because she was too strong or something else, he soon gave up resisting, letting her ride him as she pleased.
“What are you thinking? How are you going to handle Zhou Jin and his son?” Qin Anguo was still curious, but even more so he felt gratified and proud. See, such an outstanding person was his own son.
“I didn’t expect the devouring force to be so strong, and it doesn’t just consume things with spiritual energy—anything with flesh and blood gets devoured,” Han Shang suddenly said.
Skeleton Ghost Li Si, seeing his companion regain composure, nodded and smiled faintly.
The horned tanuki couldn’t afford to be angry now; the contract was already formed, and luckily it was an equal one. If Zhang Zhi died, it wouldn’t have to die with him.
Speaking of the martial arts school’s strength and background, the most prominent figure was Li Gongfu, who served as both the county office’s head constable and the first disciple of the Qin Feng Martial Arts School.
Doug gloomily slapped the thick assessment report. Just that operation alone cost them ten million for the three, and if you added the cost of exploration, purchasing, mining, and sales, with such a paltry reserve, it was impossible to make a profit—breaking even would be a miracle.
It was none other than the Daoist nun who spoke. The shadow on the ground was indeed a black cat, which had already been struck dead by lightning.
The diviner watching the battle furrowed his brow deeply, sensing a hint of something amiss.
He swiftly changed the subject, softly asking, “General, what should our next move be?”
Fortunately, Ye Feng had just cleaned the filth from her face before they left the shop and even rinsed her mouth with fresh water. Otherwise, that kiss, so rich in flavor, would surely have overwhelmed Ye Feng.
At that moment, however, Yang Dong’er’s heart was only filled with the image of Liu Chan drawing closer; all other threats seemed insignificant.
The reason was simple: the once expensive Peony brand soap suddenly dropped in price, becoming accessible to everyone.
Zhang Tong discovered that controlling the six strands of black hole hair was surprisingly easy, as if they were extensions of his own limbs.
But the money he had wouldn’t be enough to open a café in Binhai; truth be told, it was barely sufficient.
Jiang Xinlan felt a surge of joy in her heart. She sat down, picked up her chopsticks, and sampled the bamboo shoots stir-fried with meat before her.
Of course, without the imperial dragon bone, he wouldn’t have survived the escape from Liu Yuan’s grand world, and none of the events that followed would have happened.
Any ‘nationwide fugitive’ within the Eternal Divine Empire, their entire family would be wiped out by the earth-shattering beast. When enemies met, the hatred was palpable.
Luo Feng tempted him, saying, “That’s a benefit. If you tell me what happened between you and Qi Yunxi, I’ll tell you the method.” Now, Luo Feng was like a gossiping housewife, persistently probing Zhou Tian about his and Qi Yunxi’s relationship.