Volume 1, Chapter 50: The Transaction

Knowing he couldn't stop her, Pei Xi had Han Yan go with her.

Yet, no sooner had Xu Qingning gotten into the car than she tricked Han Yan by claiming she needed to use the restroom, successfully shaking him off.

Later, she went to Country E and gave birth to the child. Fortunately, the baby was exceptionally pretty, as well as smart and well-behaved.

They pinned all their hopes as food lovers on Huang Jun, the master chef, eagerly longing to follow him home.

Feng Qing glanced at Zhou Dalong, who still wore an arrogant expression. If not for the sake of his second uncle, Zhou Bo, who would even care about him?

A plump and oversized fish lay quietly in the pot, garnished with some chopped scallions and cilantro.

From starting with absolute nothingness to achieving its current scale, and even overtaking foreign competitors on curves in certain aspects and becoming more advanced than overseas markets, one can only imagine the agonizing trials these automotive brands had gone through.

The more Xu Guangqi thought about it, the more excited he became, but Zhu Youjian suffered terribly. Although he washed his eyes with clean water in time, they were still somewhat swollen.

Leng You walked over to the window and looked out. Not far away in the sky, six helicopters were flying over. Three of them belonged to the Dark Night Group, and the other three—needless to say—naturally belonged to Lu Chengjin.

Quite a few tourists had their mouths watering from his description, prompting them to entertain the idea of taking the chickens home to cook and eat rather than feeding them to the tigers, and they actually put it into action.

"That's wonderful! Big Brother doesn't like it, but I do!" Bai Chen took the sugar figurine without any psychological burden and began to eat it.

Zhang Qi hadn't seen Xie Ru lately and felt extremely vexed inside. Strolling aimlessly down the street, she walked and walked until she arrived in front of Su Mujin's stall.

Deng Yongsheng let out a few hearty laughs, retrieved a black bag from the passenger seat, and unzipped it to reveal that the interior was completely filled with brand-new "Great Unity" banknotes.

Three figures shot out from behind; two of them wore Taoist robes and looked like middle-aged Taoists, while the last one greatly surprised Fang Zong—it turned out to be Lin Qiaoyu.

After all, Er San was a member of the Gray Garden just like them, so the Gray Garden authorities would inevitably worry about whether Er San might defect. Naturally, they would assign other people to travel alongside him.

Just like any other day, he arrived at the company around 8:50, poured himself a cup of hot tea, leaned back in his chair, and listened to his colleagues' idle chatter, waiting only for Liu Kun to arrive so the daily routine meeting could begin.

Practitioners of the same realm would probably wake up laughing from their dreams if they could acquire even a single Immortal-grade treasure. Yet now, his master had placed a huge pile of Immortal-grade treasures right in front of him for him to choose from, stirring a deep and inexplicable sense of emotion in Luo Feng's heart.

"Boss, if it weren't for you back then, I would have starved to death long ago. You saved me!" said the man wearing blue patched clothes.

Therefore, Landon was destined not to know in advance about the impending arrival of a 500-man troop.

Shen Jiaqi had just placed her back-basket on a tree when two massive wild boars suddenly appeared before her eyes, each weighing at least two hundred jin.

The continuous heavy rain made her pessimistic about the future. Perhaps precisely because of this, she had grown indifferent to the past grievances between the two of them.

Therefore, although Ji Hanye was taken down by Boss with an EMP right at the start, compared to Boss, that Necromancer was clearly much harder to deal with.

A thought stirred in Lin Yang's heart. In an instant, he turned a blind eye to life and death, and to the bustling clamor. That unborn, undying stillness and peace was precisely annihilation—an absolute silence where one enters a state of neither birth nor destruction.

"Damn it!" The fleeting opportunity was simply not enough for Zhao Qiang to hit the target, and his ammunition was already running low. Therefore, without absolute certainty, Zhao Qiang was unwilling to waste such precious resources.