Volume One, Chapter 139: The Intern’s Powerful Counterattack!!

“Yeah, is there a problem?”
“Or could it be that this house has already been reserved?” Su Le asked.
“No, no… you misunderstood. Actually, I didn’t hear clearly!”
“Ah, Mr. Su, I’m so sorry!”
“I was just too excited. I’ve only been interning for a week, and to already close a deal means I can pass the internship requirements!”
“Mr. Su, thank you so much for your trust. I’ll draft the contract right away, please wait a moment!” Zhu Xiaoxiao was already so thrilled that her words stumbled over each other.
But just a few steps after she left, she suddenly turned back!
Then, she grabbed Su Le’s hand firmly.
“Mr. Su, I can’t thank you enough. I don’t even know what to say!…”

Jiang Fuxuan’s voice always carried a calm assurance, as if he were a master strategist with everything under control, the victor already decided.
When Emperor Di Xin arrived, naturally, human sacrifices were impossible, so he replaced them with pig heads, ox heads, and sheep heads, placing a bracket filled with grains beside them to symbolize a bountiful harvest and prosperous commerce.
Upon hearing this, the voices immediately fell silent. Each person sat quietly like quails, their eyes filled with a desperate will to survive.
After she finished speaking, she swept her sleeves and left at once. Zhou Ci followed closely behind, whispering something in her ear.
None of the disciples in the dojo below were a match for Ye Sheng, so continuing the performance was meaningless.
Years ago, when the border city fell, General Chu and his troops fought fiercely outside but, due to a shortage of supplies, the battle dragged on without victory.
After her encounter with Yan Que, her first thought wasn’t to hold him accountable but whether or not to tell him about what had happened.

In the end, with a mixture of emotions, several artillery prisoners were assigned as artillery instructors at Fort Sart, tasked with teaching Apache soldiers their skills.
The Arapaho, longstanding enemies of the Apaches, mostly wanted to execute the prisoners in the camp or launch a northern campaign against the Arapaho.
That was close, so close, Ruan Mianmian patted her chest, hiding the Ji family token beneath her clothes—if only she had a Zhou family token as well.
“Anyway, my third brother is more experienced than me. Whatever you say, we’ll do. Giving him a ten percent stake won’t hurt.” You Junda had no better ideas. With a magistrate’s shares, the benefits in Yanzhou outweighed the drawbacks.
“Get lost! You prepare and try it out. There are at least two hundred thousand sheets here,” another older official responded.
After everyone landed safely, the giant hand made of spiritual power shattered into countless glowing fragments, slowly dissolving into the wind.
When Luo Hao firmly planted his feet on the ground, he confirmed that Malawi’s Time Gate had successfully delivered him here, with only minor deviations in time and place.
Ao Qi stepped out from behind Chu Ming, smiled kindly at Zi Yu Ning, then extended both hands.
The mighty bird let out a low cry again, then kept murmuring as if telling a story, and finally Lu Yun understood.
The Nokia 3310 was truly a legendary device, famed as the unbreakable phone; he had heard many tales about it.
Screams rang out again; the victim was still the prison guard. At the moment Wang Ping’an caught the guard off guard, Zhao Hao and two special forces soldiers shot the guard’s other three legs with light crossbows.
Zhou Dongliang thought for a moment and shook his head. It was simply impossible. Why? Because the government couldn’t or wouldn’t strictly manage this matter. You, an online seller, dare to take on what the government fears to do? Are you looking to die?
Actually, what Niu Hongda didn’t know was that Wang Ping’an was utterly clueless about dredging the river. Even if he wanted to help, he couldn’t. His pretense of knowledge was just for show.
“As for Taiwan, I hadn’t really thought much about it before, but after this trip, I realized we must bring it under our sphere of influence. Taiwan might become our best base,” Li Xin said, thinking aloud.
The arrogant monarch of Dong Ao immediately looked up and saw the enormous black stone rod. At that moment, his pupils dilated in shock.
Tang Feng, just by hearing what the Elder Wuya said, naturally developed an intense desire for the Burning Heaven Feast.

“Daoist, you do have some skill!” even Lian Yao Muchen couldn’t help but admire. Even if he were the one searching, he wouldn’t be able to find such a secret cave entrance.
Now Chen Bo wore a puzzled expression, running while pondering the instructor’s seemingly natural yet strangely eerie smile, within which was a faint trace of sorrow.
Chief Advisor Gao casually called out, “Hey, the person you wanted has been delivered. Mission accomplished. I’m going to smoke in the car now; I can’t stand scenes that make you cry rivers.” Saying this, he pulled out a soft pack of Yuxi cigarettes, lit one, and headed toward the vehicle.
As for the so-called Fangfang before him, he was convinced they still had much to discuss and many things to understand about each other.
She stepped forward and joined Lin Shihan’s ranks, striking Chen Xinghai’s side with a fist as white and smooth as jade.
“Damn! Now you’re playing transformation tricks? Haha, even if you turn into an eagle today, I’ll still chop down you demons and monsters,” Li Ren retorted fiercely, gripping the Flame Blood Blade tightly as a faint red glow gradually enveloped him.
The young man looked at Peng Beibei, stunned and terrified as if he had seen an alien.
Afterwards, unable to bear the pressure, the Chronicle Daily sent her away under Dick Da’s suggestion, where she became an honorable war correspondent.
But at that moment, the two stones suddenly emitted a strong repelling force and began shaking violently. They wanted to return to Hanyue’s body but were sealed outside by a powerful binding force preventing them from reuniting.
Other heavenly-tier experts on the ship sensed the sudden overwhelming aura, swiftly emerging from the cabins with vigilant expressions toward the newcomers.
“Brother, that move is just too brilliant,” Yuan Tong gave a thumbs-up, marveling at the idea’s ingenuity. He immediately called the household robot to tidy his attire and then bound himself with several ropes before carrying Yuan Shou toward the dungeon.
Not far away, a black man wielding a massive double-handed sword shouted for help in agony.
Finally, as the ironclad tidal wave surged faintly behind, a group of twenty-one people stopped at the edge of the descending black mist.