Volume 1, Chapter 22: Arriving at Nanshan Fog Subway Station, I, a Gangster, Pay Up!

At noon, Brett and George met with Chen Zhengwei in Chinatown for a meal and discussed matters regarding the newspaper.

Li Chaofeng was a man whose words were always airtight; even when his lies were exposed, he could change his reason without a blush or a skip in his heartbeat to continue his defense.

News of Eunuch Zhao’s arrival in Nanyang County had reached his ears early on. After careful consideration, he had devised a plan. Welcoming Eunuch Zhao was the first step, which would then allow him to plot the second and third steps.

Magistrate Cai’s catchphrase was "our Princess." No matter where he was or what time it was, he would inevitably speak of how "our Princess" did this or that. The village head, having grown accustomed to it, repeated it out of habit.

After searching the space for a long time and finding no rope of sufficient length, I had no choice but to go to the town’s general store to buy one to tie up He Jiahao.

Four lamp flames moved slowly, dividing into two groups. The two representing Yue Linlang and Xu Wen converged and merged into one, while the other two did the same.

The onlookers watched with immense envy; achieving Foundation Establishment was already remarkable enough, yet Zhang Feng had even managed to become a disciple under Xu Wen.

For those living under the rule of White Jade Capital, overseas was a wasteland of barbarians; unless absolutely necessary, who would want to go to such a place?

This was also an act of grace by the Princess, who ordered her personal guards to accompany Cui Du to ensure his safety until his errands at the farmstead were concluded.

After a brief, deathly silence, the discussions on the sword platform and the surrounding stands erupted once again.

Holding such a mindset, Su Zhe felt no pressure as he dived. In no time, he had reached a depth of about ten meters. It was a pity, however, that as far as the eye could see, everything was shrouded in gloom; the bottom of the pool remained completely invisible.

"I never imagined that as a Son of God, you would be so cowardly and afraid of death. The Great God Kobalage will send you to hell!" Lei Jun roared.

I heard the words I dreaded most; he said my father had been beaten to death. Yet, I did not shed a tear. I was enduring, and I was waiting. Later, I saw them burn my father’s body in the night. Once they had all left, I went to that spot, and a wave of dizziness overcame me.

Upon reaching the Sky City Club, Li Zhongtian took Ling Chen and Jiao Kexin up in a private elevator to a suite where everything had already been prepared.

Conversely, if Nine Heavens Dragon Roar needed to deal with Tianxuan personally, there were two distinct benefits: first, if anyone saw Tianxuan, they would surely report it, as he was a figure the boss needed to handle himself; second, it would stabilize morale, preventing Tianxuan from becoming a terrifying killing god for the Thunder faction.

The Golden Leaf Buddha spoke quite sincerely, clearly believing what he said. Moreover, the Tianlan Empire had operated within the Tianlan world for so many years that its intelligence channels must be extremely rich. Thus, the Golden Leaf Buddha’s speculation was not without reason.

Luo Feng held the Phantom Wind Divine Sword, clad in the silver armor from three thousand years ago. His black hair drifted, his expression solemn and frigid, upright and incorruptible. He turned and said, "Miro, lead the troops to annihilate the enemy. This lord will go meet that Gu Chengkong!" With that, a red streak flashed across the sky, and he was gone.

Lin Xuan proceeded cautiously, hoping not to disturb the boss. The circumstances of this life could no longer be judged by the experience of his previous one.

The pre-battle meeting lasted for three or four hours. Everyone finally reached a consensus and formulated a combat plan they all deemed reasonable, waiting only for Zeng Chi to bring his men to Tiger-Subduing Mountain, where the Flying Eagle Society was located.

Song Jiaming arrived at the cockpit and saw a dozen or so hijackers guarding the entrance. There were still ten minutes left before the time they had just synchronized.

That pair of cold, gleaming sickles appeared once again in the monk’s hands. This time, he was determined to succeed.

Domains, while existent on the Cloud Heaven Continent, were uncommon; only in those few super-factions would one or two individuals possess them.

As his soul power was replenished, Li Ming’s soul strength grew increasingly thick and refined, and the phantom of the mountain that shrouded his entire soul became ever more solid.

The Lu family had direct contact with the Heavenly Dao. After she had that dream, she knew very clearly that in the world of the dream, the Heavenly Dao was bent on the extinction of humanity, leaving no hope for mankind whatsoever.

Song Jiaming signaled his team to throw a flashbang into the well shaft. A scream came from below, and with a hand gesture, Number 1 leaped down vertically.

Possessing three top-tier weapons, even most powerhouses could not match the caliber of his arsenal.

Ganser did not consider himself a savior. He was better than his colleagues, but only to a very limited extent. Let alone a few ordinary people, even if an entire planet were pulverized into dust before his eyes, he wouldn't even blink.

However, at this moment, he had snatched the other party's money, yet the man thanked him—this was quite beyond Song Ci's expectations.

Regarding Jiu Jiu, Uncle Li wanted to offer comfort but did not know where to begin, eventually choosing silence.

Zhou Huaixuan paused, his lips curving upward into a pleased arc. He opened his arms and pulled Sheng Siyan into his embrace.

The international director was still immersed in the excitement of Bo Jiu’s arrival, and coupled with his need to instruct the crew to avoid errors during filming, he noticed nothing else.

It was merely a highly effective hemostatic, yet people were already fighting over it; what if the two other secret formulas were to be released?

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out. Lina’s aim was precise, striking the metal man in the forehead. However, as a weapon designed by Luthor to counter Superman, how could it be harmed by mere firearms? The bullet hit his left temple with a crisp metallic clang, leaving only a small hole in the skin before dropping to the ground.

Despite repeated explanations, Felicity remained unconvinced, stubbornly believing that the explanation was merely a cover-up, and suggested that they might consider developing a relationship.

Raising an eyebrow, he walked forward. Cutlery was already set on the dining table, along with a bottle of decanted red wine.

The Heavenly Sword suddenly inverted, spinning rapidly in front of Li Qifeng. Mid-spin, the flying sword suddenly hallucinated; one became two, two became four. In the blink of an eye, eight rapidly spinning swords surrounded Li Qifeng.

"Brother Haotian, don't you feel that staying in this Chaos is simply too stifling?" After handing the Primordial Violet Qi to Cheng Hao, Pangu suddenly asked.

"Xu Fu! Old Ghost, do you know this Blood Clan patriarch?" A flash of ruthlessness crossed Li Feng’s eyes as he asked Guiguzi. In the Ghostly Canyon, he had seen Cao Cao; as for the Blood Bat, he had only heard Pei Qinhu mention it, and he knew nothing of it.