Volume 1, Chapter 54: Uncle Henian~
The dice rolled "rattle, rattle" on the screen before finally coming to rest on the number five, a number already at the cap.
Yan Huaifeng said, "Your ex-husband’s life has been saved by the user who rolled a one earlier."
[Unbelievable!]
[Princess Marla, we already expected she would lose this round.]
[Indeed, sometimes mysticism just isn’t reliable.]
Such a scene stirred a vague sense of déjà vu within Xue’er, as if long ago, she had also been able to command the air, ride the wind, and roam the skies—perhaps even higher and farther than Yan Rumei flying at this very moment.
Shan Yu was like a good sister to her, and with the ties between their families, there should never have been any barriers or estrangement.
She recalled that last night it was with Gu Shuo that she had shared a bed. Don’t think that in her excitement she didn’t know where she had ended up; the villa she entered last night was certainly not like this one.
Xiao Zexi understood that she needed to shoulder precise and intensive system calculation tasks, and absolutely could not harbor even the slightest selfish thoughts or distractions.
When he saw the messages on Lan Fenghuang’s phone, at first he truly believed that Bai Jianjia had been captured by the Qinggui Sect.
“Ah, Shanghai is all your territory now? Truly, my apologies,” Wu Jin said, clasping his fists in a respectful salute.
Su Qian stepped outside and saw the two men at the door already drinking and eating, seemingly quite drunk.
Su Qian had actually disregarded her words and even brought along a beggar to cause trouble. Did he really think she wouldn’t dare to kill?
Previously, they had looked down on Yaoyue’s refusal to fight, but now their hatred toward Yizhu Qingtian was just as great. The situation had taken a sharp turn.
He was shifting the responsibility of protection onto Wang Chonggu and Fang Fengshi, which wasn’t exactly shirking duty since, as local officials, they were naturally responsible for the safety of the negotiation delegation. Besides, handling negotiation matters was one thing; security was not his concern.
“Yes, I kindly ask the gang leader and his wife to rest early. I will take my leave,” Liang Guangyi said respectfully, stepping back a few paces before turning and leaving.
Sayed didn’t understand. Looking through the cabin window of the ship, seeing it sail through the vast ocean, he wondered where it was headed now.
However, because most of the Russian mafia’s power lay in Eastern Europe, the majority of the Far East’s underworld was controlled by the Battle Axe Gang and the Tiger Gang. Between them, the Battle Axe Gang’s influence in Russia’s Far East far exceeded that of the Tiger Gang.
He extended his hand and shook Liu Qianqian’s. Since his heart was already unsettled, fishing could be set aside for now.
Chu Yan’s figure had already disappeared into the distance. Although No. 9, after being duped by both Chu Yan and Night Leopard, no longer dwelled on it, deep down he still did not believe their words.
At that moment, the place where the drawing of lots was held began to stir wildly. Everyone knew the importance of teammates. Naturally, the ten martial artists with the strength of Guan Xu, Guan Yue, Ye Junzhi, and Ye Long became the focus of hope.
By this time, the battle had entered a phase of whitewashing—complete one-sided slaughter. The Qing Gang members had lost the will to resist, and many began to flee. The scholar behind, seeing the dire situation, thought of escaping as well.
Pressured by Buxu, the elder Taoists, as if bound by a military pledge, refused to waste any more time and all bowed in farewell before leaving together.
Lin Shanni was still unwilling to accept it, refusing to believe that Qin San Shao would marry a blonde girl who probably hadn’t even fully grown her hair yet.
Yao Bing immediately knocked the wine from Zhou Leng’s hand, spilling it all over him.
“Is it... because Brother Shen is about to undertake an undercover mission?” Nie Feng asked directly.
“Mu Qing, I now order you, in my capacity as master, to take them away immediately,” Jiang Jiuyue said with a stern face, her expression serious and commanding. The pressure she radiated made any thought of resistance impossible.