Volume One, Chapter 42: Be Good, Little Atang

After Ma Dahhu grasped the gist of the situation, he instructed Ma Nanshan and Yu'er to escort the two women back to their cell.

“How is Auntie?” Su Mei’s heart fluttered anxiously upon seeing his cold expression, her unease deepening.

“She’s fine! Well then, everyone disperse! Tomorrow, let’s meet at the summit of Shihan Peak!” Lu Yu waved his hand, then leaned close to Sima Feng, Huang Zijiu, and Ling Fatty. After running all day and pushing his body beyond its limits, he had drained his last ounce of strength.

Cheng Yang could have cleverly dismantled the cold peak’s sealing technique, but it would have taken too much time. Weighing the options, he chose to smash through with sheer, dense bloodthirsty power, forsaking any subtlety. Yet amid the clash of forces, a fiery thrill surged through him.

Immediately, an overwhelming and intense battle intent radiated forth, instantly shattering my once-kind thoughts into fragments.

“I’m buying you clothes, and you’re being so damn unreasonable!” Qin Caixia could no longer bear it; her anger erupted like a volcano. Forgetting her position as forewoman, she lunged at Shao Yang, tearing his clothes, thinking that even if she shredded them to pieces and threw them away, he wouldn’t be allowed to wear them.

“It’s fine, you can mess with whoever you want.” He gave Chen Jin a knowing look and then hurried over.

On the way, Qin Caixia comforted Guo Shaoyang not to lose heart and promised to treat him and Fang Mei to drinks that evening. Guo Shaoyang, feeling like a defeated soldier unsure of how to face Fang Mei, welcomed Qin Caixia’s presence to speak on his behalf and liven the mood.

Xu Tu personally came to see them off, promising that if Zhang Sen and the others wished to return, Rabbit Village would always welcome them.

After the first segment of the Q skill struck the ice, Luo Xia immediately commanded Zack to unleash his second segment of the Q skill.

No one had anticipated this development, and based on this, they estimated the film’s final box office could reach two hundred million.

“Just now, how did a gust of wind suddenly blow when you moved your finger?” Lu Yingyue asked angrily, ready to reprimand.

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Murong Che’s dark eyes fixed unblinkingly on her, clearly unprepared for such a reaction.

Luo Xia thought fifty thousand yuan was a great deal for Luo Zhixuan, but compared to her monthly salary, it was merely a trifle.

Shen Zhongshan considered himself reliable and had never suspected that Lin Mo Nong would find such matters distasteful.

“Heh... true, as long as business prospers.” Bai Ming turned away to organize the resumes of all new recruits; in just half a month, the newcomers would arrive.

The regional preliminaries were competitions held across various districts to select teams for the global finals.

Qiu Yunyun recalled when Luo Xia and Lu Shiyan had been blocked outside the e-sports club, a few students had provoked Luo Xia.

“Unexpectedly, you’re so strong. Everyone below the arena bets on your victory, but they never realize how foolish they are. In the end, they will surely regret their choices!” Tian Chanyi sneered with contempt.

The master’s punch bore no trace of vitality, yet the gale it unleashed roared like thunder as it struck. Thanks to the Silver Crocodile Armor, Luo Yu was uninjured, though the tremendous force sent his body staggering backward.

After soaking in the hot spring and feeling flushed, Li Wei and Chuchu turned off the lights. Once Mizuno Wei was fast asleep, they wasted no time beginning their plan to conceive.

Despite Makola’s inquiries, he could not obtain details about the operation. He knew well that Yepes was like an old shark sensing blood—anything he guarded so tightly was no simple matter.

More importantly, he had to wait for the right moment. Avenging Zuo Qiu was impossible without the proper circumstances.

“Good then.” Zhang Lei was naturally unreserved about such a request. She took the business card, glanced at it, and saw only a name and a phone number.

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Gu Yun tightened his grip on the Black Darkness weapon, watching as the bronze-armored puppet before him thrust its long blade toward him.

Xu Miao said nothing, lightly patting his shoulder before rising and leaving. Xu Zhenghu closed his eyes slowly at the sound of the door shutting.

The vital energy of heaven and earth began to flow toward Gu Yun, gradually entering his body. Yet the movement was faint, less than the usual influx he experienced during cultivation.

“A jade-boned, icy-skinned body! That arrogant brat from Xuanyuan Sect wasn’t wrong—I nearly misjudged him,” Ye Yun nodded.

Lin Ye rubbed his nose, climbed into bed, and reached to switch off the room’s light. The room plunged into pitch darkness, utterly black, where one could not see a hand before their face.

Forcing Chu Feng along was out of the question. But many awaited in the council chamber. Without Chu Feng’s presence, how could they deliberate?

Their Star Clan’s way of life was founded on nature, never disrupting any link in the delicate balance of heaven and earth.

Four gunshots rang out, and including Cai Gang and three other leaders, they all fell into pools of blood.

Suddenly, a spark of inspiration flashed in his mind. This was a golden opportunity—at worst, the designated fitness center for company employees. If done well, its influence could radiate across China and even many countries worldwide.