Volume 1, Chapter 61: That Pole Swing!

As the cold wind swept past, Li Yuanyuan couldn't help shrinking her delicate neck and looked toward the group of people walking out from the next room.

"Xu Mo!"

Amidst the strange glances from everyone, Li Yuanyuan put her hands behind her back and shouted out.

Chen Zhengdao felt somewhat ashamed; he truly hadn't expected that all of his actions were purely for the sake of his work. He took out his phone and first called Fang Shaogang to report the situation here. Then, he reported the situation to Secretary Mi. When he mentioned that the Fuxing Restaurant might have some connections with officials from Lanma County, Mi Fengshou remained silent for a long time.

Because, putting aside the strength of the opponent for a moment, first of all, as a qualified and mature businessman, one must know what their primary and only goal is—and that is to make money.

Therefore, after Jiang Mingfei left, Pang Xuefeng and Qu Dongfang walked into the Sanweixian Hot Pot chain restaurant on the second floor of Jinhai Mall, chatting and laughing; no matter what, they simply had to have a good chat today.

Not only can this make the inner world far more powerful than that of ordinary cultivators, but as long as one slaughters a sufficient number of living beings, one can even gain insights into realms and naturally give birth to primordial chaos Qi, all the way up to the Star Realm.

Among them, the karate associations of various countries can only confer ranks from first to fifth dan. Ranks of sixth dan and above must be conferred by the headquarters of the World Karate Federation, while the eighth and ninth dan belong to 'honorary ranks', which are no longer obtained through examinations, but are awarded after evaluation by experts in the karate world.

This medical record booklet was very thick, containing treatment records of about a month or so. He read it very carefully, pondering as he read.

Could it even be that your bodyguard, Han Canghai, is no match for Xia Yunfei? Cao Mengtao asked in astonishment.

At this moment, the primordial chaos Qi had grown immensely, at least several thousand times larger than when it was first born. Wisps of primordial chaos Qi adhered to every corner of the inner world, healing all the injuries within it.

Jingquan's cousin stared dumbfounded at Jingquan Sora, his face turning red with anger. Margaret also looked at Jingquan Sora in astonishment as she slowly unbuttoned her dress, yet deep down she faintly sensed a heavy intent to kill.

The terrifying giant claw, enveloped in black flames, tore through the air and pointed straight at the patriarch of the Shen family. At the same time, the Thousand-Face Poison Wolf and several other rank-nine profound beasts also violently lunged forward.

Taking advantage of this momentary gap, a wisp of pure Qi soared into the sky from the place where Ti Wujiu had turned to ashes, transforming into a rainbow spanning across the void, shooting away toward the northwest.

However, the problem with smart people lies right here. On the one hand, they know when they should pull together and unite against external enemies; but on the other hand, they never miss a golden opportunity that could deal a fatal blow to their opponents.

Yet, after the initial wave of excitement passed, Duo Luo realized that although he now possessed a body, he had no hands or feet; he looked just like a maggot in a cesspool, with a cylindrical body.

Then came the somewhat familiar crunching sound, which sounded quite similar to the sound of oil rats eating corpses. Even the squishing sound of biting through internal organs was almost identical.

"Lin Yanni!" After uttering a startled cry of shock, Wu Kai didn't even have time to speak before a busy tone came from the phone.

Qin Meng walked out of the cottage and into the courtyard. Under the bright blue sky and the clear daylight, the scene was one of freshness and radiance, completely devoid of any shadowy omens of demons or ghosts.

Lanzi was the most independent-minded among her seven sisters, always refusing to obey her parents' arrangements—how could she possibly be compared to the sixth girl? As for Sang San'er's intentions, there was no need to guess; as long as he didn't go too far, she would let him be.

Just as those two guys instinctively raised their hands to touch whatever was on their faces, the wild cat used its momentum to shift mid-air and flicked its wrist horizontally, effortlessly slicing open the throats of another two lost souls.