Volume 1, Chapter 54: Another Damn Sucker Coaxed In

This black-shirted "Viagra" was naturally Ah-Wei, one of Dragon Brother's subordinates back when I worked as security at the nightclub, and the laughing "wolf-head tattoo" was naturally Young Master Jie, with whom I had previously had some encounters.

Never had I imagined that they would actually get into the shady internet cafe business, and running into them this time was truly a coincidence.

"Damn! Young Master Jie, have you fucking laughed enough?" Ah-Wei shoved Young Master Jie's shoulder.

"Isn't it funny?" Young Master Jie arched an eyebrow and looked at me. "Brother Xiao-Hui, do you think it's funny or not?"

Although Young Master Jie's address made me feel somewhat amiable, I did not laugh...

"My brother is an honest man, and running this diner is not easy. You blocking his doorway, I'm afraid..."

As his voice trailed off, the Haoran Sword in Xia Sheng's hand loosened by three tenths, because he seemed to finally figure out what was actually going on.

"What do you suggest we do?" Mo Wen leaned against the edge of the grass mat; the arrow wound on his chest made him dare not sit upright.

The difference, however, was that Xia Sheng at this moment was no longer as majestic and invincible as before, but was instead at his weakest state.

He abandoned the advantage of physical strength and also discarded the tactics after soul-fusion; everything was done just to hide his trump card even deeper.

"Is that so?" Bai Xiyue said indifferently, "Then taking a walk outside to clear one's mind might not be a bad thing." Outwardly her reply was calm, but inwardly she was secretly guessing what Bai Ximu's purpose was for this trip.

If he truly wanted to attack Mount Buju, it would be impossible to move so slowly and remain so quiet. Ever since ascending the mountain, the enemy seemed to have stalled in place, motionless, as if waiting for something.

The brows of those elders all twitched, and then they let out a deep sigh, the looks in their eyes when they looked at Wang Bo changing once again.

As the distance closed in, the killing intent in Jiang Shan's heart grew increasingly intense. It seemed the heavens did not favor these two-legged beasts; it was only past ten o'clock, yet the sentry Japanese soldiers were already dozing off.

Saeko Busujima, who had originally agreed to travel together, ultimately did not follow because she needed to write memories into the illusion-thought disk. Meanwhile, the director's combat power was zero, and operating together with Chen Meijia, who was a friend's wife, felt inappropriate. Thus, after a brief rendezvous, Xue Qiong returned to a state of traveling alone.

Then he lifted the hem of his robe, knelt before this expanse of skeletal remains, respectfully removed his high crown and placed it to the side, while ancient chanting issued from his mouth.

The three of them left the German Carlowitz & Co. firm. "Brother Ning, I truly admire you; it's simply unbelievable that we actually pulled it off," Huzi said.

Jin Roujia looked at Peng Hao's stiff and formal demeanor, and recalling the scene of him chatting and laughing just moments before, indignation flared within her heart. She let out a soft snort. "I'll use the calming jade pendant then." With that, her whip left her hand, instantly shooting straight toward Peng Hao like a spirit snake.

"Enough, Oye Lei, stop! Esmeralda, we give up. If you want to save this Earthling, do as you please." Emma hurriedly raised her hand and said aloud.

Young Master Sheng always had a severe case of cleanliness obsession. What if he were to find out that the person he held in the palm of his hand and pampered day after day had returned to him to take over someone else's child after getting pregnant?

"Dad, the bottle of Maotai you gave me last time got broken. If you come across another one, save a bottle for me." When speaking to his own father, Fei Liangyan never needed to stand on ceremony.

"I suppose the communication satellite flying in the very front was destroyed. No matter, I'll have the other three fly a bit closer," Meng Shidi thought, enduring the pang of heartache as she sent remote instructions to the other three satellites, while silently offering prayers to all the gods and buddhas in the heavens, hoping not another satellite would be blown up.

Thus Liu Lingshan stood up, left the bar with the man, and walked into a luxury private room.

After a while like this, the competition came to an end, leaving only sixty-four people. Although the remaining sixty-four were unwilling, there was nothing they could do—who told them their skills were inferior to others?

"You still ran out to drink? Have your wings grown stiff, huh? See if I don't break your dog legs today! Just you wait!" As the voice fell, a few rhythmic knocks sounded from outside the door.

Dumbledore nodded, not sensing any element of evil within Fan Lin's magic.

Stepping onto the bamboo raft and starting the motor, guided by the beam of a flashlight, the raft proceeded forward along the underground river deep within the mountain's belly.

Standing at the entrance of Yuhui Education, Li Feng watched as the taxi carrying Wang Youcheng drove far away into the distance, only then revealing a triumphant smile as he sent out the text message pre-saved in his phone.

With just a swish, I plummeted directly to the first floor, my hands clutching the rope so tightly I almost rubbed them raw. It hurt unbearably, yet I gritted my teeth and refrained from crying out. Stabilizing myself, I let go of the rope and was gently tossed into the backyard, landing successfully. Before I could even catch my breath, I heard the voice of the Dog God.

A tuo leaned on his crutches, walking laboriously as he led us to one doghouse after another. Seeing him take things so seriously, I felt a fair amount of guilt in my heart; after all, I was deceiving his affection, and I could only apologize properly to him when the time came to leave.

"You must be Ye Lang? Sorry, my sister has caused you trouble." Liu Jing walked up before me, bowed slightly to me, her body leaning forward so that the deep cleavage at her chest became even more pronounced, sending ripples through my soul.

However, the disparity in strength was simply too vast. Baal and the others couldn't even get close to the Dark Arbiter before being blasted away directly, heavily crashing onto the ground.

"The hilt is smooth and translucent, and the blade is sharp; it should be a brand-new scalpel..." Bai Ningbing narrowed her beautiful eyes and said.

Lin Feng roared, the skin all over his body instantly turning dark gray, while the black Manji mark at the center of his brow began to emit dark light again, and the black demonic flames on his body burned to the extreme.

The blockhead mentioned by Li Shenfan was Han Fei's old man, who possessed the same honest appearance as Han Fei. Who would have thought he quietly acquired a primeval true cultivation method?

"First, I am not a vampire; second, even if the Holy King discovers that I am a vampire, he will not kill me," Tang Rao said with a smile.

Thus Ye Fei added him as a temporary friend, and that fat guy was already overjoyed. Ye Fei told him the clearance tips for the 20th floor; as for whether he could pass, it would depend on his own fortune.

However, when she saw the terrifying television ratings of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, she regretted it. After all, the success or failure of a show depended entirely on its ratings.

All the staff members looked toward Zhu Yichen, their faces full of inquiry. After all, he was the general manager of the game, and matters required his nod of approval.

Qin Lang was left laughing despite himself. He had originally wanted to talk to Qin Ning about winter training, but he hadn't expected Qin Ning to be a step ahead of him, having even bought clothes for him already.

"You don't want to be controlled by me, but I insist on making you my dog. You can choose not to obey, but the result will be death." Lin Feng smiled faintly, cruel to the extreme.

A sixty-year cycle, a full sixty years. They fought from their youth into early adulthood, and from early adulthood into old age. The two parties gradually evolved from mortal enemies of life and death into cross-generational confidants. By now, each had reached the age where every day lived was a day fewer.