Volume One, Chapter 55: Why Are You Killing Me?

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Zhang Lin swept her gaze around the room and spotted the vegetable cleaver on the table.

Her eyes narrowed, and a trace of murderous intent flickered in their depths.

Today, she was going to hack Jiang Weiyue—the shameless slut who loved seducing men—clean in half.

I shook my head and was about to get out of bed when I suddenly felt something moving beneath it. I hurriedly looked underneath and discovered that it was Fatty Liu, half his body hidden under the bed and the other half exposed.

Zhang Yi had paid the price for his arrogance. He understood far too little about strength. If he had clearly recognized the gap between us, perhaps he might still have had a chance to survive. But he had not. From the moment he snatched the green fruit Jiang Feng had thrown over, Jiang Feng had resolved never to let him off.

In truth, Chu Tianqi had returned this time for two reasons. First, he wanted to give Xia Xue a progress report on his research and ask her guidance on its direction. Second, he wanted to test the waters and see whether he could ask Xia Xue to advance some of the expenses.

Lin Xuan descended with great caution, gathering the magical elements in the air around his body in case of any sudden danger.

“County Magistrate, we do not care about ceremonies. We merely wish to do our part for education in your county; we have no expectation of thanks or remembrance.” Yan Ruyu hastily made her position clear.

Yet it lasted only an instant. She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, they were utterly empty. The dazzling firework that had appeared moments ago seemed never to have existed.

Moreover, Xu Feng had even said, “The leadership team of Liulin County is still extremely radical,” thereby expressing his contempt for Chen Qingdong’s rise to power. Clearly, what he meant was that he suspected Chen Qingdong had not secured the position through genuine ability, but had risen through unspoken rules.

“Moving means life; staying put means death. How can we cultivators remain in one place forever?” Ye Xiong said with a laugh.

It had to be said that the videos recorded by netizens varied greatly in quality. In some of them, even Jiang Xia herself had no idea what she was singing.

Lu Xingchen’s room was decorated in black and white, exceedingly simple. The floor was spotless, making it clear that the man was a cleanliness obsessive.

No. During his time at Inter, the Serbian had won several championships. He knew that at moments like this, players were most likely to lose focus and become complacent.

Li Tingyan rubbed his nose, in no particular hurry. After all, the person was right in front of him, and he would have plenty of opportunities to explain.

Judging by her strength today, Jiang Minyi might have been able to edge out Xi Lerong by the narrowest margin. But against the several people ahead of him, she was clearly outmatched.

When she heard the price of one hundred thousand, the server’s face went deathly pale. Her body trembled uncontrollably, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

Gu Chen felt the veins in his forehead throbbing violently, and bitterly regretted his sudden impulse to come home and spend the night there.

Just then, a melodious ringtone sounded from her bag. She knew at once who it was. Taking out her phone, she smiled at Brother Jie, then walked aside to answer the call.

At first, he had greatly admired and adored her arrogance. Unfortunately, that arrogance was far too cheap—two hundred thousand.

As for the final method, online sales, that model had emerged only after the Internet age exploded. Given the current state of the online market, it could not yet become the mainstream channel for research and development companies.

When Milan manager Allegri also acknowledged this reality in an interview with the media, he said, “Milan have already lost their chance to win the title, but we will strive for victory in the final round and bring this season to a perfect close.”

After showering and changing clothes, Jiang Xue left the space. When she emerged, she was carrying a plate of roasted meat for Mu Qiancheng to enjoy.

Then, under the black specter’s intensely yearning gaze, Ye Tianxiao plucked the Hell Ganoderma and put it straight into his backpack.