Chapter 36

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Wang Dong had no time to look back at his assailant; it was already too late to dodge. In a moment of desperation, he shifted his upper body slightly to the left, choosing to take the brunt of the fierce blow in a way that minimized the damage.

Hearing the noise, Su Wan-niang cracked her eyes open just enough to glance at him. She gave a faint grunt of acknowledgment before closing her eyes and drifting back to sleep almost immediately.

Having dealt with the two men with ease, Wang Dong felt no sense of accomplishment. He walked slowly over to the short, stout man and delivered a follow-up kick to his groin.

I returned to the office from the conference room. My colleagues, who had been chatting idly, fell silent as soon as they saw me at the door and returned to their work.

A sudden chill ran through me. I stood frozen for a long time, fixed in my gaze, watching the people across from me. They seemed to be speaking, but their expressions were stiff.

Sweeping Sunny often feels guilty about the readers in the comments section urging for more updates. Several times, she has thought about working overtime to post, but she is always held back by one thing or another.

I opened the plastic bottle, took a sip of water to rinse my mouth, and then gulped down a large mouthful, barely managing to suppress the wave of nausea. I dared not look at the corpse again, fearing it would rise up once more.

This Nine-Turn Divine Acupuncture technique could help destroy the cancer cells in his body and restore his physical vitality.

With the sound of bone snapping, Sun Yuxuan let out a heaven-shaking scream. The scissors fell to the ground, embedding themselves straight into the dirt.

Thanks to the help of the old Black Dragon, Hua Yuerong, through her tireless diligence and tenacious spirit, had made her sea of energy thicker and purer, and the dragon soul hovering above it had become even more unbreakable. More remarkably, Hua Yuerong had reached the mid-stage of the Divine Wheel Realm.

However, in the match, whenever a critical decision had to be made, the game’s trajectory would always go in the exact opposite direction of Master Guan’s predictions.

Facing the Kong Huang flying all over the sky, Xu Ming remained unhurried, issuing commands to the Thorn Knight beneath him.

Suddenly, He Yuzhu spotted an old man squatting in the corner. Before his stall sat two vases covered in a layer of mud. He Yuzhu secretly sensed that these must be something good.

"Left Hand" muttered unintelligibly, opening the panel to check the Twitch's equipment. He felt that if Twitch headed back to base now, he would be able to afford a Mythic item.

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They weren't particularly beautiful, but Lu Yan flipped through them as he walked, deleting quite a few and keeping only the ones he was satisfied with.

As soon as Shendu turned to face Jackie Chan, a blast of flame shot from Jackie’s hand and exploded against Shendu’s chest.

Before He Yuzhu could speak, a cough came from behind Song Mei. Turning around, he saw Factory Director Song and Song Mei’s mother standing there, clearly having caught the two of them being affectionate.

It didn't look like an intense battle scene; it looked more like a brawl among a group of drunks.

They wouldn't make a huge fuss over missing prisoners, but losing a deputy-level officer—especially one appointed by their superiors—made things rather troublesome.

"Let’s join forces to take him down, extract the light-element ability user's core fragment from his body, and bring it back to the human race," Nan Chi decided instantly.

"Could I really be overthinking it?" Huo Sijuan stared at the two faces for a long time before rubbing her brow with a hint of exhaustion.

The factory operated on a three-shift rotation. After adjusting the performance pay and bonus distribution standards, the employees worked with renewed vigor.

Nan Chi rubbed her nose in embarrassment; she hadn't expected to have something like "brainless fans" one day.

Could it be that Teacher Xu really was, as the netizens suggested, thinking exactly like the suspect?

Industrial Street was the most chaotic part of the city, filled with failing collective enterprises and the dormitory buildings of factory workers.

"Oh, why are you out? Are you feeling alright?" Liu Feng asked in surprise. The person who called him was none other than Wang Zihan, who had been recuperating at the hotel.

Gao Bo knocked on Yu Ziqing’s door, looking dejected. An Yan was wearing an apron, helping him make dumplings.

The sound of shattering glass rang out—it was Ji Qian, not far away, who had dropped his cup. The warmth had faded from his pupils, and his gaze was laced with such ferocity that it seemed if they said one more word, he would stand up and tear them to pieces.

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On the city walls, everyone was stunned. Shao Qing remained coldly silent, while Shang Qing was deeply astonished. Although he did not recognize the mysterious qi, the fact that Fang Jian had so easily neutralized the power of the Mountain-Crushing Crossbow was proof enough that he was, as the rumors suggested, a peak existence at the realm of the Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Golden Immortal.

Combat in reality is not the same as combat in a game; it is either excessively cautious or wildly brutal. After all, the nature of it is different—this is a matter of life and death. This battle was fought wildly because one side held an absolute advantage.

"That’s great! The Ancestor has actually gained the upper hand! As long as the Ancestor can kill Wei Zhen, the Qiao family can survive this crisis!" Qiao Ning watched the fierce battle between the Ancestor and Wei Zhen with excitement.

With that, a red light flashed in the BOSS’s hand, and a longbow appeared. With a flick of his hand, a blood-red light arrow pierced my chest, spraying a mist of crimson flowers.

"So I think Zhang Yong won't have to pay tuition fees in the future, and he might even get a scholarship," Liu Wei said.

If Mo Fei were here, he would have instantly recognized this document—lacking only a photo—as a generic job application template... though resumes and the like would likely only exist in his memories now and in the future.

"Very well, many thanks, Brother Wu Kui!" Hearing Wu Kui’s promise, Manager Wang finally felt a weight lifted from his heart.

As for how Zhang Yong’s strength had become so great, Elder Song had asked, but even Zhang Yong couldn't give an answer, because he himself felt that his current combat sense was worlds apart from what it used to be.

"Very well, Senior, please speak. As long as it is within my power—ahem—aside from the Water and Fire Primordial Stones, I agree." Luo Tian still felt quite awkward.

In the business world, cooperation is always a matter of mutual consent; everyone knows that a forced melon is never sweet.

Lu Yu separated a sliver of true qi, struggling to sense the proportions of the five elements within it. To his surprise, the proportions were almost identical, perfectly balanced.

In fact, Tuoba Xue had only slowly adapted to life in the Han Dynasty after leaving the Xiongnu Kingdom. Having grown up in the Gudu Prefecture and later followed Zuo Ci to live among the Han, she needed time to adjust, both in terms of lifestyle and emotion. Over those seven or eight years, her longing for the Gudu Prefecture of the Xiongnu Kingdom was no less than that of Helian Jinyan.