Volume One, Chapter One Hundred: My Younger Brother Is Very Formidable
Chu Ming said, “Then I leave them in your hands. Whatever you do, I only hope it will not affect the project’s normal progress.”
At those words, exclamations rose from everyone present. Even the old ghost standing nearby and Xilu Liusi both wore strange expressions.
Lu Chao lashed Zhang Qiang hard across the backside with a chain, and in an instant blood began to stream down from him.
Qin Fen’s mother made a shushing gesture to the deputy mayor, then continued listening to the voice on the phone. “Hurry and go take a look. You’ll be in for a surprise,” Shaozi said. With that, he ended the call.
Yao Yi did not tell He Bingqiang the truth. Such a secret conversation between him and the city mayor could only be buried deep in his own heart. He could not even tell Yao Xuanhu. If word got out, it would bring disaster of the gravest kind, harming not only himself but dragging even his relatives down with him.
The assassin Nightmare froze, still not understanding what was happening, but the dagger in his hand still slashed viciously toward Tang Cheng’s neck.
“Does Zixuan like Uncle Aimin?” Hearing Zixuan say that Park Aimin got along well with him, Park Haiping’s mood also brightened. At his age, he felt that a family living in harmony was true happiness.
“Uncle Qian, I know this will be very difficult. Someone will surely try to stop it, but we cannot refuse to act because it is difficult. If this goes on for a long time, it will create a vicious cycle. By then, how many police officers with a sense of justice will be left before they are all corrupted?” Fu Xueyao said in a grave voice, her attitude utterly resolute.
Only when facing Li Xu did Han Mingchao truly allow the joy, anger, sorrow, and delight within him to show.
As for Zhang Youwei, he was also rather vexed. This matter had nothing to do with him at all; he had not sent anyone to do it. Yet no matter what, so long as he saw Xiao Chen suffer and be condemned by the outside world, his mood turned cheerful.
He only needed to use his divine sense briefly to confirm the other party’s location, and he could be sure he would not lose the trail.
The horses at White Heron Isle Stables were not many, while the number of people riding there was quite large. Naturally, they would not rent horses to outsiders, mainly out of concern for safety. Without a dedicated instructor, if a horse suddenly kicked up, the trouble would be considerable.
Once one person took the lead, others naturally followed, not to mention that these fruits truly tasted excellent to them. Everyone also understood that if these fruits were bought in a big city, given their place of origin, the price would be far beyond their reach. Since such a rare opportunity had come along, they had to eat enough in the orchard to make it worthwhile.
“A good thing?” Cao Tao and Sun Xianqing looked at each other, then asked in confusion. “A problem with the body is a good thing? This is the first we’ve ever heard of it.”
That Star-Seeking expert was immensely powerful, not the least bit weak. In his view, mere three newcomers at the Heaven-Piercing level, however strong they might be, could never exceed the demigod realm. He could suppress them with one hand.
Some questions, he could tell at a glance, and he could even reach perfection with them. Why bother putting on an act?
To be able to seize Ming Bo from her grasp, and on top of that know disguise techniques and dare defy Hai Ba Fang—how many such people could there still be now?
In truth, if they withdrew all of it as cash, they could also bring it back into the country unnoticed through the Medicine King Valley grotto. But then it would count as smuggling, and such an enormous amount of cash would also be rather troublesome to spend.
After Qing Liu got what she wanted, she merely turned one page, and was immediately filled with inexplicable dread.
Hua Yan did not sit down. She gave them a polite nod. The Su family returned the courtesy, and then each went about their own affairs.