Chapter 46

Taking advantage of the twenty death-sworn soldiers still at his disposal, he issued an order to execute Chu Jing on the spot, planning to escape in the ensuing chaos.

Seeing Li Changlin repeatedly "brushing ducks," many onlookers subconsciously assumed the man was just stubbornly holding on.

The fat man shook his head as he walked; his opponent might not be weak, but he was far too soft. Such tactics were not worth his concern, as they had no idea what kind of man they were truly up against.

"Yes, that must be it. The external space channel is so vast that it is difficult to pinpoint an exact location, so the starting and ending points are the most likely candidates!" The Controller's analysis was indeed sound—at least that made sense; otherwise, how could it be explained logically?

"Rest assured, Senior. My goal is to stop your so-called 'World-Breaking Project.' Killing is not the only way to solve a problem, and besides, this world cannot afford to be without the support of quasi-Heaven Martial Realm experts," Xiang Yu said with a sincere tone.

The First Prince, Feng Jiarong, was slightly startled. He then picked up a jade bottle, opened the stopper, and took a light sniff. A refreshing sensation instantly washed over him.

The scar-faced man flicked his sleeves and left, while the mercenaries helped their shell-shocked comrades as they began to head back.

Taibai Jinxing also understood the Jade Emperor's inner struggle. He, too, felt lingering fear regarding the events of the past and secretly counted his blessings.

He had originally hoped for a sword technique or some high-level treasure, but it was another physical secret art. Had the Tian family not already done enough to turn his body into a living secret art?

It seemed that snatching the girl by his side would be effortless. How could such a useless fool ever compare to him?

"Shut up and talk about something relevant. For the second time, in Dongyang, did you injure the Deji people?" Chu Jing’s face was cold and stern, as if she were suppressing a raging fire within her.

Thunderous applause erupted at the scene, and the audience was incredibly moved. This was true martial arts! The wrestling matches at previous martial arts conventions couldn't compare to this fight at all.

Just then, the door to the fitting room pushed open, and Chen Feng stepped out in his new attire. The hem of his magnificent robe was adorned with an array of jewels—emulsions of diamonds, white jade, and agate shimmered. The noble aura emanating from his entire being was like the stars in the night sky.

Chen Feng chuckled and tried to log into his account several times, but each attempt resulted in a prompt stating that the account did not exist or the password was incorrect.

This world was far from as simple as it appeared. Some legends were not merely human fantasies but had truly existed, and perhaps they still lived in corners unknown to us to this day.

Chen Enze spoke to the excavator operator, who then drove toward the four fish ponds. Within moments, the four ponds were connected.

The three of them chatted like old friends. Xiao Fei merely held their hands without making any improper advances. They then headed to the Xinyuan Cafe, where the two women ordered coffee as usual. Unlike Tang Yuchen and Dongfang Mingyue, however, these sisters did not snap their fingers to summon the waiter.

Upon discovering they were under attack by Communist tanks, the enemy tank commander hurriedly ordered his men to stop their advance and return fire. The enemy tanks quickly rotated their turrets, preparing to counterattack.

"The medicinal herbs I’ve prepared are highly effective; they don't need to be steeped for too long," Lin Fei said.

Regarding the treatment of the Dayang Factory’s cadres and staff, Wang Yuanping’s policy was simple: as long as the work was done well and performance was outstanding, he didn't care about spending money. Consequently, cadres and staff who made exceptional contributions received significant rewards, which greatly boosted the morale of the workforce.

Ning Wuque nodded, thought for a moment, and pulled out his phone to call his deadbeat father, Ning Shanhe.

I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists. While Zhang Xin was laughing, I made my move. I cursed under my breath, drove a fist into his stomach, and then quickly raised my leg to slam my knee into his head.

Meng Bing, despite wearing a thick cotton coat, still shivered as she instinctively huddled inward. The wind was truly too cold, too terrifying.

After this displacement technique was cast, whether she was near or far, her silhouette appeared to be in constant motion, blurry and difficult to target.

"I never imagined Zhang Hongjun had such a rugged fate. He is a man of true integrity. My apologies for disturbing your meditation, Senior!" Ning Wuque sighed, apologized to Sima Shan for the intrusion, and hung up the phone.

A mere sugar business, in terms of value, couldn't compare to the benefits gained from befriending the Mu family. Gu Wan’s actions were, fundamentally, not a loss at all, but a massive gain. Years later, countless major merchants would pay heaps of silver just to partner with the Mu family, only to find no way in.

"Come here, come here!" The Chocolate Beast’s voice vanished entirely, leaving only the sound of the Yundi Beast.

"Brother Zhou, I’m still a virgin. I have no idea what it feels like to have sex..." a bespectacled boy nearby said with an expression of immense envy.

She knew very well that the First Madame’s fate would be miserable—truly, unimaginably miserable. But the First Madame had brought this upon herself; her downfall was the consequence of her own sins, and she was not worthy of anyone’s pity.