Volume 1, Chapter 31: Kissing Her in Public: Let's Go Home

Secretária Jiang joga os papéis do divórcio, Presidente Huo com olhos vermelhos perde o controle. Um pássaro a chilrear nos ramos. 1670 words 2026-08-04 04:54:41

However, at the same time, because of the existence of these dark sides, this place is certainly not particularly safe. While there are no major issues with public order, there are always those who disregard the laws and regulations, which is why the crime rate in Las Vegas is not low.

Iron-Gall, who often follows Night Star as a hired muscle, struck Lin Xifan as being different from other thugs; he was a maverick, seemingly a man with a mind of his own.

The referee clearly did not care about such things. Driven by the passionate appeals of the audience, he ignored the rules and regulations, striking the gong to signal the start of the match.

He had intended to bring him out of the ring to inquire about his condition, but his expression suddenly shifted.

This question actually calmed Pang Tong down; if the enemy was stronger and more complex, then only by forcing oneself into a desperate situation could one find a way to resolve the enemy's offensive.

Ning Xiuting shouldn't know that he had been poisoned, should she? The thought made him feel quite uneasy.

However, the matter ended there for the time being; what followed would be the investigation by the Public Security Bureau and the verdict of the People's Court. Lin Feng and the others, not wishing to linger, bid farewell, got into their cars, and the two Audi A6s pulled out of the parking lot.

Now, if Wei Yan wanted to escape, he still could; he could simply flee underground.

"You are despicable, shameless, vile, neurotic..." Pei Shiyin suddenly blurted out a string of insults involuntarily. She was clearly stunned by herself; she hadn't intended to curse, yet the words had come out so smoothly.

"Stop talking." Lu Feiyang picked up Zhang Yao and wiped the blood from her face. Zhang Yao closed her eyes and remained silent.

And so, the two of us put our heads together and started scouting for targets near the airport. Just then, two men, seemingly our age and not unpleasant to look at, walked out; they looked like they had come to see someone off.

"The senior brother's reprimand is justified." Elder Xuanjing looked embarrassed as he rose to apologize, signaling with his eyes for Huo Feng to step back and stop causing trouble.

A raindrop the size of a bean struck Gong Qianzhu on the head. She felt a chill on her crown and instinctively reached up to touch it, feeling a bit of wetness.

For others, these things were not important—not important at all. What mattered was how many high-profile guests would appear at this engagement ceremony, what kind of business deals would be brokered, what large-scale moves the two families would make in City H after their powerful alliance, and what kind of impact it would have on the city's economy.

"Nine-Colored Deer, let's see if I can catch you." Qiu Ming lunged toward the Nine-Colored Deer, but the deer dodged him every time with extraordinary agility.

City D had no winter, remaining warm even in late autumn. The climbing roses in the courtyard had long since withered. Jiang Wuxing recalled his arrival here; in the blink of an eye, everything had changed, leaving him to lament the impermanence of fate.

Combining Taixu's shifting reactions, the similarity between their names, and his own unknown background in this world, Zhang Taibai had reason to believe that Taixu's changes were related to this.

She gulped, instinctively hiding behind Mo Zili. Anyone capable of fighting their way to Nine Songs could not be an ordinary person; her half-baked spells might not be enough to defeat him, so it was safer to rely on her master's protection.

Thinking was doing; Hande started to climb down, but as soon as he moved, he heard strange cries from the sky. Looking up, he saw a peculiar creature, massive in size, flying and circling as it descended.

As she moved, she pulled back the quilt, and the striking red color met everyone's eyes. Even Mu Yurong, who had previously maintained a calm demeanor, felt a stifling breath trapped in her chest, unable to be released at the sight of the bloodstains.

"Alright then, you may go." Feng Kewe smiled again and did not refuse, though she herself could not explain why.

I walked slowly toward the ring, and at that moment, the swaying body was finally caught by my hands.

Clad in a white robe with black hair and red eyebrows, it was none other than the Demon God Chiyou. At this moment, the Demon God Chiyou reached his maximum speed. Like teleportation, his form flickered several miles with each movement, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.

Xia Liulian followed. This tomb was divided into eighteen levels, and logically, one should proceed upwards from the first level below. Yet this time, Fuxi led Xia and the others directly to the very tip of the tomb, where a passageway appeared out of thin air on the wall.

That day, Bainuo put on a pair of earrings, bought a bouquet of white chrysanthemums, and went to the cemetery.

Although Mu Yurong had sent people to invite her several times, she still refused on the grounds of poor health. Seeing that she could not be swayed, Mu Yurong would bring Jing Xi to visit her, but she would not let them stay long, lest the outside world gossip about her position as the Princess of Rui.

"Xingtian, during this period, Yunjiang City has made great progress in public order. I have heard about it in the provincial government; you have done well," Tang Shilong praised.