Chapter 64: What Business Is It of Yours That I Gave Song Yi Money?

Hearing this, Shang Chen frowned his dark, thick eyebrows and said with ruthless indifference, "What business is it of you that I give money to Song Yi?"

When you calculate it this way, it is actually quite wonderful. You can have a good time while also taking care of some serious business. Such opportunities do not come easily; at the very least, not all family members are able to participate in many of Zhou Quan's investment projects.

As a mother, once she started talking, she just couldn't stop—chattering on in her gentle tone. When she finally turned back around, the man's face had already turned as dark and gloomy as charcoal.

Well, you can't really say there is no absolute connection either. A newly recruited kitchen assistant at the hotel had been bribed, and so... things ended up like this.

Chen Mo's smile carried a murderous intent. Having spent many years in the world of martial arts, he had taken countless lives. He kept his killing intent restrained, but once released, it pierced into people's souls like freezing ice. He did not know what this murderous aura actually was, but the moment his intent was unleashed, Wu Cheng knew instantly that Chen Mo was not speaking idly.

Afterward, Natsume attached several electrically charged patches to Meow Meow's body and had the doctors record all sorts of physical data regarding the cat.

"I'm going to go kill that damned Bai Yibo!" As soon as Lin Ping'er woke up, she widened her eyes and tried to climb out of bed, her eyes bloodshot with rage.

As for Liu Luxi, she was currently sitting with Liu Zhilan and Liu Haotian in the Ren Private Room at Gold Coast. Feeling somewhat annoyed, she glanced at her watch from time to time to signal that her time was precious and she had no desire to stay here.

After reading the letter, Bai Zhezhu remained in a wonderful mood the entire evening. During dinner, she even chuckled foolishly from time to time, leaving her entire family stunned and wondering to themselves: What is wrong with Zhezhu? Does pregnancy really make you foolish for three years?

At this moment, Chen Mo's lower dantian was swelling more and more, and the powerful true Qi was spinning rapidly within it. Because his meridians were already completely filled with true Qi, all of his various inner energies and operational techniques began to emerge simultaneously.

Qin Yibai's heartfelt cry was almost inaudible. His throat seemed to be blocked by the sudden influx of joy and excitement, accompanied by a fearful sense of losing what he had just gained, making him terrified that everything before his eyes was merely flowers reflected in a mirror and the moon mirrored in water.

"Get lost!" Bai Cangdong threw a punch, still displaying that golden fist which looked utterly crude and vulgar, resembling the hand of a worldly, gold-cast Buddha. Yet with just such a punch, he once again forcefully shattered the Twelve Moons of King Mingyue, blasting him right out of the Bronze Sparrow Palace once more.

Among all people, the only one he trusted and who could get things done properly was Maka. Money was merely a number and truly held no meaning; to Li Feng, who was accustomed to a life teetering on the edge of death, it meant nothing at all.

The Purple Demon King could tell that the Black Demon King's situation was actually quite poor, and Lan Yuxuan and the others also perceived a hint of it, which naturally filled their hearts with even greater astonishment. They never could have imagined that the White Demon King they had encountered—who seemed so docile on the surface—was actually terrifyingly powerful.

Suddenly, the expanse of space dimmed slightly. For some unknown reason, countless players appeared across the battlefield, all summoning their own mobile suits. Most of them were Cannor Type 3s, Knight TMs, or even BS001s—quite dilapidated, resembling a beggar army.

The physical attack evasion capability of the Golden Poison Dragonfly was far superior. Furthermore, once bitten by this creature, not only would all positive Daoist spells be immediately dispelled, but the victim would suffer agonizing pain, debilitating weakness, and fainting spells. If not for the presence of a Daoist priest, it truly would have been quite troublesome.

Kong Kongmie and the others suddenly felt a bit puzzled. This Pluto actually showed no intention of stepping out of space; could it be that he was unable to step out?

Inside the game, the labor began, and Nagisa lost consciousness several times. Then she would awaken due to the pain, repeating this cycle over and over again, as if she were being deliberately tortured.