Volume 1, Chapter 54: Gazing at Shen Sisi with Autumn-Water Eyes

Shen Sisi's scalp suddenly tightened. Could this be her cousin... Chen Ting?
She turned her head and saw Chen Ting, with her arm linked through that of a greasy-haired man wearing glasses, swaggering toward her.
"Well, it really is my cousin!"
Chen Ting was dressed very fashionably, with her hair permed into the trendiest big waves, wearing heavy makeup, and her high heels clacking loudly against the ground.
"Cousin!"
"What on earth are you trying to do?" Yan You staggered, but the hand at her waist immediately tightened, saving her from falling.
He Yunlong felt that his own mind was truly too filthy, constantly dwelling on such things from day to night, leaving him somewhat speechless.
Hua Jitian did not withdraw his X-ray vision; instead, he proceeded to activate the replication skill, aiming it straight at Song Jintong's eyes.
Pei Zhongyao lowered his gaze to look at Nan Yu, seeing his former self reflected in her grief-free, joy-free, nearly ashen eyes.
Because Mu Bing, the famous iceberg president of Jinling, was smiling brilliantly at this very moment.
"No way, I'm going to sleep until I'm dead tomorrow, so don't you dare come and disturb me." Yan You gave a soft yawn.
One of the men swung a wine bottle directly toward Gu Jiujiu, but Xia Yifei stepped in front of Gu Jiujiu, taking the blow of the bottle with his own arm.
Hearing He Xiuren's words, Nan Yu inevitably turned her attention to Tang Huaijin. He was still lying on Nan Yu's lap, gently stroking her face with his hand.
Although the opposing party had discovered them and their group, they had no idea how many people had actually arrived, what kind of weaponry they carried, or what their ultimate objective was.
Shentu Haolong looked at his back and nodded with satisfaction; at least in this first step, Luo Bing had learned not to ask what shouldn't be asked, and to do whatever she was told.
Times are changing, and if supers remain stubbornly set in their ways, they are bound to be gradually phased out. Look, these days the lineage of ascetic monks is becoming scarcer and scarcer.
Su Xinghe had guarded this baffling endgame for decades, having long since exhausted every possible variation on the board, yet he had never foreseen this move. Xiao Feng's move wildly defied conventional logic, effectively sacrificing his own dominant position first.
"How come I didn't know you went on an expedition? It seems like I've only not seen you for a few days," Yi Sha asked, puzzled.
Xiao Yang was naturally unwilling to make such a 3D film. For a movie based on mythological themes, no matter how good the plot was, if its visual effects were too poor, it would still face endless criticism.
The combined total of Sino-Thai cooperative projects would undoubtedly exceed ten billion US dollars. If all the projects were successfully implemented, it would steadily march toward a scale of one hundred billion US dollars.
It could now be confirmed that his son, Yu Xiaodong, had been kidnapped. The kidnappers demanded a ransom of 50 million Hong Kong dollars, but merely instructed him to prepare the funds without mentioning how the handover would take place.
Though younger than the others, as he stood at the very head, no one felt his position was presumptuous or out of place. Looking at his features, he was undeniably handsome, yet this handsome appearance was imbued with a distinctive, mellow, and seasoned aura of lethal intent.
Ever since Muyang issued his warning and China made preparatory responses, the observation station had been closely tracking that meteorite. Now, discovering that it had suddenly begun moving and was hurtling toward Earth at an ultra-high speed, naturally triggered the highest level of attention. In a mere five minutes, Chief Executive No. 1 was briefed on the situation.
"You damn Germans, who would have thought we'd meet on the battlefield again after the war ended?" Following Shimamura Hayao's departure, Beatty muttered to himself with a lingering sense of emotion.
With the initiative firmly on his side, how could Han Bo allow himself to be led around by the nose? He sat down opposite the two men, produced his police badge, and ignoring the lawyer, fixed his gaze entirely on Yu Shaodong until the latter instinctively lowered his head.
Hearing the murmurs from the crowd, Bai Zixun showed no reaction, while Xu Wen and Gao Qian wore drastically altered expressions, offering continuous explanations. Yet the more they tried to explain, the muddier the waters became, making it utterly impossible to clear up.
Seeing that the men he dispatched lacked skill and were on the verge of calling for someone to step up, he would launch into endless, rambling curses upon entering the fray to disrupt their opponents' focus, and then seize the opportunity to strike with lethal force—killing if he could, and turning to bolt the moment he couldn't.