Chapter 152: Caught in the Game (32)
The man in black replied, “Understood!”
“If there is nothing urgent, you need not meet with me. A phone call will suffice,” said the person behind the screen.
The man in black kept his head bowed and replied, “I understand!”
“You may leave. Inform me immediately if anything unusual happens in H City!” said the person behind the screen.
The man in black remained hunched over, not daring to raise his head and look at the person behind the screen. Only after he had left the room did the figure behind the screen slowly rise. That person was none other than Chen Boli, whom Mo Qinghan had been searching for all this time. Although his appearance had changed somewhat, there was one thing a person could never alter: his eyes.
The reason Chen Boli had not dealt with Feng San was...
The sight instantly caught the attention of several elders of the Carefree Sect standing ahead. When they saw Xiao Yunfei, their expressions changed dramatically. None of them had expected him to escape after all.
Just then, Zhao Chunling, dressed in a police uniform, suddenly rushed out with five or six police officers.
Was there truly a god in that place? And within that even vaster world, what other unknown beings might exist?
“The office of a town mayor is rather shabby, isn’t it? Shall I buy some furniture and have it brought in?” Ruth said as she sat down on the sofa with complete ease.
What he had never expected was that someone so famous would resort to such methods.
After hearing Er Gouzi’s words, Qian Duoduo could not help taking a careful look at him. Lu Xuan’s friends were all peculiar characters, each possessing the imposing air of a true man. She secretly admired them.
Since the road was covered either in snow, ice, or a mixture of the two, the car slid badly whenever it rolled over them. Wang Youcai therefore reduced the speed even further. The vehicle swayed along like that, and by the time they returned to the city, it was already two in the afternoon.
Sister Jin was fifty-three years old and right in the middle of menopause. Her temper had always been fiery, and the slightest spark was enough to set her off. If you wanted to inquire about someone’s whereabouts, you only had to ask her politely, and perhaps she would tell you.
Seeing this, Grandmaster Fuju shifted his stance. Man and blade became one as he unleashed the Tiger-Subduing Saber Art’s Crouching Tiger Form. He seemed like a fierce tiger coiled upon the moss, instantly stabilizing himself and faintly assuming the momentum for a counterattack.
“The eleventh-floor ward? Aren’t they all critically ill patients waiting for kidney transplants?” asked another plump older woman who had come with her.
Before this, the Realm of Death had only just been established. On the shattered Boundless Mountain, a figure emerged.
The two men wore troubled expressions as they asked cultivators who were likewise preparing to enter the city whether any of them had spare offerings to sell at a high price.
“You... do you like me?” Tiffany asked, leaving Liu Tian completely dumbfounded.
The largest and most renowned auction in the eastern region was held here once every year. Rare treasures, spiritual herbs and flowers, and even peerless weapons and divine medicines would appear. It was said that various sects and rogue cultivators from the world of cultivation would secretly come to participate.
Xiao Mo had not expected Wang Village to change so quickly. In the brief span of a single night, Wang Qing had already established most of the village’s basic facilities. The military camp in Wang Village had existed for quite some time, though it was not a camp for any special troop type—only a barracks for archers.
The servants who had been arranged in advance had put everything in perfect order, exactly as it had been when she lived there all those years ago.
“I heard that the Bian River hasn’t been properly dredged for decades,” another scholar beside him remarked.
Jin Zhihuan unleashed his full strength. Raising his right fist, he struck forward with tremendous force. The two attacks collided in an instant, producing a roar that echoed across the sky.
Cui Bin did not quite understand. He had merely been asked to inform White Fox that an old monster intended to pay her a visit, yet they had gone so far as to offer him a fitness-center membership and invite him to dinner. Judging by the look on their faces, they seemed genuinely delighted that he had agreed.
His former mother-in-law had worked as a teacher for many years. Although she had been at home for a long time, the sternness in her expression had not entirely faded. Moreover, Jiang Hao was the one who had wronged Du Ruo, so he was already in the wrong. In front of his former mother-in-law, he therefore seemed even more lacking in confidence.