Volume 1, Chapter 62: Venting Utter Frustration

Naturally, the security guards at the entrance would no longer stop him, though they were very curious as to why the company's vice president of the group took the public bus to work every day.

However, casting a sidelong glance, she gritted her teeth slightly, her heart a tangled knot of complex emotions—proud of her man's brilliance, yet somewhat reluctant to let him shine so dazzlingly.

In the fleeting moment just now, he had raised his left arm to block his face. Although the steel armor successfully intercepted the sudden attack, the immense force left him mid-air with nowhere to dissipate the momentum, resulting in minor injuries.

For instance, regarding the propulsion system of flying vehicles, our Geely Group has worked on this for a long time and tried various methods, yet we have never found a satisfactory solution.

Nie Yuanfang did not believe it for a million years. He silently suppressed these thoughts and got into the car without uttering a word.

The system explicitly told Du Kai whether the boy could be saved remained uncertain. This was because when a foreign entity possessed a human, the only window for salvation was while the human soul was still intact.

"Unnecessary. First, do not target me, whether directly or indirectly—though naturally, you couldn't target me anyway, I simply wish to avoid the trouble," said Liu Yingfeng.

Lost in wild speculations, Satsuki Sachiko could not figure out the reason why Tachan Kami had grown so weak; roughly ten-to-one, it was related to that particular ability.

Following Wang Wei's command, an object over ten meters long, three to four meters wide, and more than two meters high was launched toward Mars by the Ziwei-1.

However, these possessed individuals had underestimated Du Kai. In truth, after firing two shots at the possessed entity, Du Kai had quietly and swiftly swapped his ordinary handgun for an entity-eradication gun.

The aggrieved Niu Fanjian and Wu Anquan grew increasingly resentful. They wanted to cause another scene at the mining machine factory to teach its people a real lesson.

This time, sealing the exit of the Ghost and Deity Source was entirely thanks to the meticulous scheming of Ancestor Yitian. When the exit is opened once more, I am afraid no one will be able to stop the Ghost Emperors of the Ghost and Deity Source.

Li Tianyi's words filled Lei Shengjie's heart with firm resolve. He knew the opportunity he had been waiting for had finally arrived. Li Tianyi had called him directly and even uttered the words, "I am waiting for you," which indicated just how desperately Li Tianyi needed these materials.

Just as Liu Gang's fist neared Yi Feng's face, Yi Feng suddenly moved. Lightning flashed brilliantly across his fist, and with an overpowering posture, he slammed directly into Liu Gang's fist.

Since he had already tasted something out of the ordinary and knew this transformation stemmed from the training, he should simply increase the training intensity. That would undoubtedly lead him to a higher realm; there was nothing more to be said about it.

In Baoyi County, Zhang Menghan and Cheng Shiqi did not return to their hotel. Instead, they continued strolling through the streets, walking shoulder to shoulder and hand in hand, visiting the county's major scenic spots with an appearance of great intimacy.

Yi Feng was also somewhat surprised by the vice president's title for Deacon Li. No matter how he listened to it, this form of address... made one want to burst into laughter.

Immortal Jingyue had already foreseen a despairing future. During the Immortal-Fallen Era, Yitian had strongly ascended to the absolute peak and turned the tide, but what about now? Who was there?

"That's right, we are taking you sisters away!" said Luosi with a nod, sounding somewhat haughty.

Fifty thousand? Treating a beggar? Huang Quanmao was consumed by fury, but he no longer had the capital to make a stand, so he had to swallow his anger for now. Leading the Seven Tigers straight to the Railway Hospital, Huang Quanmao went to tend to his injuries and visit the two unfortunate souls, Chen Yaling and Zhu Huirong.

Only at this moment did Shi Lei feel that Ren Ping resembled a veteran police officer who had once fought on the front lines of criminal investigation.

Pushed to a desperate pass by Li Qiang, the Scarlet-Bright Demon Lord roared angrily, "I'll take them! I'll take them, you bastard!" Seething with rage, he flew up into the sky.

"This poor monk's religious name is Yongxiong, and I come from the Shaolin Temple in the motherland." The monk pressed his palms together and said.

Li Qiang began to form incantations for the divine art. As the divine art was cast, a speck of white light appeared in the distance, instantly erupting into dazzling brilliance. Following a violent undulation, a massive white vortex emerged, accompanied by a rumbling roar as surrounding meteorites rushed toward it like moths to a flame.

Already a person without abilities and further trapped in a state of weakness, Satsuki Ruiko nevertheless still had the leisure to question what I was currently doing.

The crowd of monkey-tribe soldiers also raised a ruckus, laughing until Zhou Youmeng and Jin Lanning lowered their heads in shyness, their pretty faces already flushed red.

After a fierce and hard-fought argument, Zhao Hao finally achieved his wish, becoming Li Qiang's very first nominal disciple at over seventy years of age.

"Doudou asked me to pretend to be her boyfriend; are you really not angry?" Shi Lei was a man after all, and the awkwardness from a moment ago had to be broken by him.

As for today, the appearance of this assistant had a very clear purpose: under the premise that the provincial government's stance remained unclear, he was to act as a firewall, preventing Shi Lei and Nian Guangyu from continuing in-depth discussions regarding the investment cooperation.

Of course, another underlying motive was that having just learned a few stances of the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms from Hong Qigong, he wanted to test just how far Duan Niang's culinary skills had advanced. Perhaps those final three palms would ultimately depend on her.

Gong Qianzhu yawned heavily, draped an outer robe over her shoulders, sat up at the table, and poured herself a cup of tea.