Volume One, Chapter 56: Only Fools Buy Property!

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“Then get your money ready first~” Guo Nianfei said lazily as she leaned back, pulling a bank card from her pocket and placing it on the table.

Next, Gu Luo practiced all the combat techniques he had learned once again. However, the duration was short since he only mastered three skills, and going through them all from start to finish didn’t take much time.

Several officials gave Qiu Yeming a routine report on the investigation results from the past few days before returning to their seats, waiting for further instructions.

During the month at the special operations base, Zi Xiang and the others made a qualitative leap, especially in their attack speed, which was now on par with each other.

“Come out, don’t force me,” Auntie said, utterly furious. The surrounding aura felt as if it had been frozen; a chilling cold swept through.

Xiao Wei called a doctor, who explained that Zuo Lun was struggling with psychological barriers, but once he overcame them, his memory would return.

Lin Peng felt a wave of absurdity; it was his first time seeing someone set off without knowing their destination.

Hearing this, the ministers were in an uproar. Twenty-five thousand troops—how could they possibly contend with three hundred thousand? Even Wang Yun felt despair.

“Of course that doesn’t count! Only those who pass the test relying on their own strength will be considered!” Zhan Sila declared confidently.

Seeing Ning Ning remain like this, Wang Lang thought she was still somewhat afraid of him, so he didn’t pay much attention. Instead, as if having settled unfinished business, he exhaled deeply and looked up at the sky again.

Cang Ping frowned; the human before him gave a very bad impression. Then he noticed another spectator standing quietly in the corner, completely unaffected by his ‘high-frequency vibration ball’ ultrasonic waves.

The international audience was alternately excited, worried, and thrilled—a whirlwind of unprecedented emotions.

Cheng Qianying was so annoyed by Jiang Yunfei that she grimaced. If it weren’t for Su Nan’s presence, she would have long ago taken action to eliminate this unruly, foul-mouthed troublemaker. The righteous sects were not above killing when necessary to settle grudges.

Seeing this, Wang Lang didn’t dwell on the issue. After smiling, he turned and headed back toward the flagpole.

In fact, this grading system proved accurate, as Old Wang at that time was trapped in a bottleneck and still hadn’t fully broken through, stuck just shy of Grandmaster.

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This disguised bar was a frequent haunt of Chen Shiman, but each time she came, she wore her police uniform. This bar regularly engaged in shady dealings, making it a prime target during Chen Shiman’s anti-prostitution raids.

Although Mistress Isis differed from ordinary dark elves and her children had a unique aura, this was still the underworld. They and the upper echelons remained dark elves, so internal family power struggles inevitably persisted.

He spent most of the day struggling to remove the Divine Whip, but unfortunately, the floor of his bedroom was connected to the lower level, leaving a hole about three fingers wide.

Zhao Meili, who was fetching water to wash up and prepare for bed, only glanced briefly at Wang Lang without immediately agreeing.

Zhao Han remained silent, quietly observing the three as they moved, waiting until they formed their formation and dispersed before showing a slight increase in interest.

After Zhao Han, others arrived one after another, including sect disciples and freelance cultivators, but strangely, Zhao Han did not spot a single disciple from the Wheel Sect.

No matter how many enemies there were, the number of people who could charge in side by side was always balanced with ours.

“Gone? She still won’t forgive me?” Long Yang said with a pained expression.

Then, the dean entrusted her with a heart surgery for a prominent business elite, placing great trust in her.

Fortunately, the situation I feared—an old man suddenly jumping out in the dead of night demanding a single or marriage certificate—did not occur.

Xie Tong stepped back to dodge an attack, then drove his right knee upward, striking the assailant to exact revenge. Meanwhile, the recently released Light King Strike hit the key fragment, blasting it into the air.

“Hey, Doctor Qin, what are you eating?” Zhang Hao stood before Qin Shou, blocking his view of moss ecology, wearing a forced smile.

He stood up, jumped lightly, and moved his body, surprised to find not the slightest discomfort.

Spiritual will is a gift of the realm; only through rigorous postnatal cultivation can it be strengthened. Though these five were top-tier and had lived countless years, their spiritual wills were not as strong as his.

Everyone panicked; they knew this time they were doomed. The escort team members turned out to be mountain bandits, so at least they had a chance to survive.

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Shadow surged in his palm as the pirate captain, gleaming with an iron hook, dove down from high above like a tuna bird.

“Brother Cai, sorry to keep you waiting,” Zheng Ji said apologetically.

With Duan Qianyao’s self-detonation, having lost her last protective trick, Zhong Li kept retreating, his face occasionally flashing with fear. In his mind, Duan Qianyao would never have chosen to self-destruct.

However, before he could summon the Heavenly Tribulation Divine Eye, Ye Feng’s body trembled, and his face suddenly turned pale.

The double act was exposed; the middle-aged man couldn’t keep a straight face. Thousands of yuan worth of business was ruined by Zheng Ji, fueling his hatred. He abandoned his plans to purchase the Thangka and instead scolded Zheng Ji.

“Dad, what’s wrong?” Su Xi’er asked, puzzled by his thoughtful expression.

“Old Fox, why hasn’t White Face recovered yet? Could he have been hurt?” a demon asked.

Long Potian looked at Long Yuntian’s expression and seemed to understand something, worry flashing in his eyes.

“Sister-in-law? I’m really not used to that yet.” Trying the term once, Chu Chen laughed at himself, set down his chopsticks, and suddenly lost his appetite.

Mu Beichen nodded. He had discovered long ago that Zhang Huatong had a close relationship with another man, but since it didn’t concern them, he hadn’t paid it any mind.

When Ye Xue stood on the wall of Xuanyuan Aotian’s courtyard that night, her eyes caught a scene: a crescent cold moon hung overhead, casting silver light on a cluster of vividly colored poppies in red, white, purple, and blue. Beside them lay an ancient zither, behind which sat Xuanyuan Aotian, dressed in spotless white.

Although this was only a small piece of information, it was enough to make Yin Xue happy. She had found a formidable new enemy between Gao Xing, Ye Xiaorou, and Li Chunxiao.