Volume 1, Chapter 44: Hush Money

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The three of them were completely dumbfounded. They had originally expected the landlord to raise the rent by three to five hundred, but they never imagined such a massive increase. It was truly unexpected and unbelievable. It seemed the landlord genuinely did not want them to stay anymore, or else he would not have raised the price by such an exorbitant amount all at once.

"Alright then, let's split up and act separately," Chen Long said, taking the key and the note and putting them into his pocket.

Wuming could foresee that the four major families were merely making a dying struggle now. With the government's support, even without the Xuanyuan Sword, the four major families had no power to stop the Xuanyuan family's footsteps toward a resurgence, because this was not only what the Xuanyuan family needed, but also what the nation required.

The sixth brother, Lan Wuyong, then sheepishly scratched the back of his head and spoke up, "That's true..." Immediately, the hall fell silent once again. Seated there were only Wan Jinghe, Ghost, Shadow, and Big Guy.

"Oh! Why is this?" Nie Wushuang cast a spiritual incantation, attempting to recall the scroll, but it had already slowly unfolded, releasing a cyan glow that blocked her incantation from the outside.

"Thanks to senior's grace, I've been eating well and sleeping well..." He drew out every single word, his gaze never leaving the expert's face as he spoke.

A flash of fire pierced the darkness, and Zhang Yuan's rifle grenade blasted a huge gaping hole in the iron sheet gate. Following that, a dense barrage of bullets traced countless bright red trajectories. Sounds of shattering glass, clattering metal, and piercing human bodies erupted within the abandoned factory.

With a wave of Wuming's large hand, all the Annihilation members inside the casino retreated in an orderly fashion. One hundred billion was nothing to a wealthy young master like Wuming. Stepping out of the casino doors, he casually tossed the one hundred billion right to Situ Mingguang.

Tianyin immediately led her surviving sisters to mount a desperate counterattack. Charging at the very forefront, she blocked a giant-mace-wielding stalwart. The terrifying aftermath of the battlefield instantly riounded across the entire Yuan residence.

The grand tournament had come to a conclusion for now, and Xiao Zhan intended to leave the city lord's mansion. But just as he started to move, someone from the mansion suddenly reported that a visitor wished to see him, and it seemed the person was not from the mansion.

Yet this time, before his laughter could fade, a stinging slap landed squarely on Ba Hao's face, as if instantly swelling it up with a heavy blow.

Thus, the second day of the martial arts tournament finally came to an end with the final match of the second group, where Princess Daly of the Grunder Empire claimed victory and secured the last spot in the top sixteen.

"Hmph! How could he possibly be like you?" Hearing the words of Xiudi and the others, Yanlong let out a cold snort.

Shen Tian walked through the Di Shen region for who knows how long before a city gradually came into his view. This was the very first city he had laid eyes on since arriving at Emperor God Island.

His thoughts immersed in the white-smoke character space, he silently watched the energy bar that had broken through the 40% mark.

Shen Tian's voice instantly echoed from the Divine Heaven Hall. Hearing it, the three of them excitedly ran toward the hall. Upon entering, they saw Shen Tian seated high upon the cloud bed, looking down at them.

Huang Tianzhong clenched his fists. The last time his avatar was blown to pieces by Long Teng, it had caused him endless torment lately, leaving his mind blocked and unfulfilled. This time, he had come in person specifically to slay Long Teng and eradicate his inner obsession.

After all, it was so late, and Liu Qingqing and Shangguan Wan'er were already fast asleep; they could not be disturbed.

The dragon-pith grass spirit had already spotted Long Teng, who had suddenly appeared behind the rush-grass spirit. In its shock, it frantically kept making eyes at the rush-grass spirit.

However, Ming Xuan was currently in seclusion practicing cultivation. Relying solely on Emperor Mingtian and the other martial sages was truly not enough to match Feng Yaoyan. Therefore, they could only endure and wait for Ming Xuan to emerge from seclusion.

Coupled with the Fire Lin Sword and the Xuanyuan Sword that Su Xing had brought out from the Lingshan Cave, Su Xing now possessed five divine swords.

He was relatively tall and looked sturdy in build, though slightly lean, wearing a patched school uniform.

Tearing up, he patted the backs of the zigzagoon and yungoos. Among the Pokémon here, their strength was the lowest, and Loki didn't trust them to forage on their own, so he had left them behind to keep him company.

The yellow-haired punk had already run up to Zheng Lou, whispering into his ear to briefly recount what had just happened.

Because that night, he had searched the cold-faced ghost and found this medicine bottle containing the antidote, and had hurried off to the Tang family.

I could feel the aura on my body being slowly masked by some kind of force. This force carried a faint trace of a foul stench.

After a long series of shifting expressions in her eyes, Qin Youyou finally picked up an ancient, weathered scroll she had been hiding behind her back.

Just as the few stood there dumbfounded, a figure suddenly plummeted from the sky toward Jian Chen. Preceded by an incoming voice, silence descended upon the heavens and earth once more.

For Pokémon that did not live particularly well in the wild, this might be a fine choice. As for how to distinguish them, it was quite simple. Aside from newly hatched infants, one only needed to compare the data recorded in the system—level, weight, height, and so on—and it would be close enough.

A sharp pain surged from the crown of her head, making the Serperior see stars as she violently thrashed her body—partly from the pain, and partly in an attempt to shake off her opponent.

What Yeling failed to notice was that the sap dripping onto the stone steps did not scatter; instead, it slowly slid along the gaps between the steps, eventually flowing entirely into the Taotie Lake.

After listening to Scarface's account, Yang Yi nodded, then shook his head. Seeing Yang Yi react this way, Scarface's just-relaxed mind instantly tightened again, wondering if he had said something wrong somewhere.

I wrote this chapter after setting an alarm, but then had to step out temporarily for an urgent matter. Let's just have three chapters today, and tomorrow I'll resume the four-chapter-a-day debt-repayment mode.

Until the scalding blood showered over his head and face, the young cleaner managed to break free from the shadow of terror. He saw the bleeding body of the Tyrannosaurus listing to one side, while his fellow cleaners retreated frantically, shouting anxiously at him with wide mouths, though he could not distinguish a single word.