Chapter 68: The Abused Woman (Part 3)
Since yesterday was Monday, the police station was quite busy, so Liu Xin didn't see Mao Hong and the others come to buy milk tea on her first day of work. She had also remained skeptical about Lin Xiaoyan's claim that she knew people at the opposite police station. Now, seeing that this police officer truly knew Lin Xiaoyan and spoke in such a familiar manner, a glimmer of hope rose within Liu Xin's heart.
"Little Lin, looking to tie the knot? I have a friend whose younger brother is quite nice. Would you like me to introduce you?"
"General Rahman, let me handle this matter instead." Standing outside the banquet hall, Ye Tian had already changed out of his previous attire.
The ones who first discovered the problem were the armed police on night guard duty, who sounded the alarm without the slightest hesitation.
Following his words, everyone looked at Ancestor Bai's expression, hoping to catch a glimpse of fear in it. As long as they could see that Ancestor Bai was afraid, they might also be able to employ such methods against him.
A deep sonic boom echoed, resembling the collision of two mountain ranges, causing the entire expanse of the void to tremble.
Earth was not like the Dragon Continent; sects could not control the state, but were instead controlled by it. Therefore, it was nothing strange for Tang Mingzhi to become the vice president of the Martial Arts Association.
Foreign vehicles were not permitted to have window tint. One police officer kept a hand near his waist to be ready to draw his firearm at any moment, while tapping on the car window with the other hand to signal the driver to roll it down, his eyes scanning the interior with vigilance. Meanwhile, the other officer slowly moved toward the opposite side of the car.
Ling Donghua was so furious his teeth itched, his five fingers clenched tight with bulging veins, and he took a step forward. At that moment, a hand reached out from beside him and pressed him down.
Looking at Ye Tian again, the nine-colored venerable figure behind him had vanished. His face was pale, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
In that instant, he felt as though he had been struck by a sudden bolt of thunder; his blood turned into electric currents surging through his entire body, and his mind was filled with a rumbling, muffled roar.
With their strength gathered to face a desperate struggle to the death, and under the all-out combat of everyone present, these demon warriors did not hold out for long. The human side had not suffered any casualties for the time being. At this moment, Lord Ma and numerous other cultivators successively began to sit cross-legged.
However, looking at the bill, Zhu Bin was stunned. His pupils dilated involuntarily, and he was convinced he must have misread it.
He felt he was different from Laifu and the others, and that he had to demonstrate his value to be respected by everyone.
Liu Yunruo's search for Qiao Sisi's whereabouts finally stirred up the surrounding neighbors. One after another, they walked out of their courtyards, and upon seeing Liu Yunruo, they all crowded around to ask questions.
Qi Yuan's arrival at Shen Yutang's company was primarily to handle the order from Meng Yaoyao; the work of others had not been assigned to her.
Awakened from the sea of fiery surges, Cthulhu opened his eyes, and in a single instant, every image of the entire stellar system was reflected entirely within his mind.
Zhou Sanquan usually associated widely with righteous heroes of the martial world, bearing the Jianghu nickname "Smiling Face." Both figures from the underworld and the righteous path addressed him with utmost respect as Third Master Zhou.
Intervening among the servants of the gods is fundamentally different from directly launching an attack upon the chosen testers of other deities.
Following the mayor's instructions—no, rather, the mayor's threats—he knocked the mayor unconscious, staged the scene to look like a robbery, and then left the place.
"Of course! It would be even better if you corrected those typos!" Lin Xiaoxiao hastily changed the subject.
"Please rest assured, the Shadow Unit will not let Mr. Di down!" the middle-aged man said with confidence.
Unexpectedly, Zhuge Lianhua's deeply bashful and affectionate expression suddenly fell into his line of sight, giving him such a fright that he practically bolted for his life, fleeing out of the cave.
He merely brushed past the matter of his secluded cultivation with a casual mention. This kind of injury was best left vague; there was no need to go into too much detail.
If they could take in this amount every single day, their family would no longer have to eat coarse grain flatbreads.
Although they had guarded the Fire Prison for years, they lacked the ability to withstand that ban-refining divine fire, and could only enter through the nine iron chains, just like the three of them.