Chapter 59 What Does It Mean to Go from Bad to Worse?

As the twin swords pierced forward, even Lou Si's shout failed to stop the movements of the two red-eyed individuals.

Seeing that neither of them showed the slightest intention of stopping, an anxious Lou Si directly flashed between them, unleashing spiritual energy to force them apart, and glared at her with displeasure.

"Lou Si! Move aside right now, and I will still consider you my brother, and not hold you accountable for today's events!" Blinded by anger from being forced to stop, Lou Zhiye was instantly consumed by fury, glaring unkindly at the root cause, Lou Si.

"Lou Zhiye, he is—"

Meanwhile, following the address on the recommendation letter, Lu Yu located a stronghold of the assassin organization.

As for the money to buy a car, Gao Zheng certainly didn't lack it. The franchise fees from the Xinxin Teahouse had already been credited a few days ago. Bai Ruoshuang was extremely loyal; knowing that Gao Zheng was tight on cash, she even added another fifty thousand.

It was just that if she had known what was good for her, Su Kexin would have at most driven her away. Unfortunately... she didn't know her place and even had the audacity to try to ride roughshod over Su Kexin? Therefore, saying she deserved to die was not an exaggeration in the slightest.

Yet now, it was actually plunging, and within a short period, the losses in stocks reached hundreds of millions.

"Boss, the system prompts that there can only be one Lucifer within a given time period. If you possess the abilities of all Lucifers, you can protect yourself from being repelled by the power of space-time, but right now, you cannot immunize against it."

"I could use it, but with this old man's strength alone, I cannot activate it. After all, even incomplete, it is still at the spirit artifact level!" Guo Zhi said with some difficulty.

"Damn it, hold her down. Today I'm going to take this bitch." Yang Jianjun's breathing was ragged; he was losing control of himself.

The other four blades were all evaded by Lu Yu's footwork, perfectly exemplifying what it meant to leave not a single trace amidst a flurry of falling leaves.

Suddenly, Li Jihuang noticed six figures darting out from the distant tents, fleeing in different directions, and he knew those rogue cultivators had been scared out of their wits by his onslaught and were running for their lives.

"Hahahaha!" Hundreds of thousands of spectators burst into uproarious laughter, instantly filling the bloody colosseum with a joyful atmosphere.

Just as Shui Fengchen was about to open his mouth, Yun Yifan's obnoxious voice rang out once again at the most inappropriate time.

Brother Ye had exposed the secret that Han Yunjun's health had improved, which was tantamount to dragging Han Yunjun directly into the war for the succession.

On the other side, upon abruptly hearing this crucial keyword, the Heavenly Eagle's figure trembled violently, and legends regarding Ghost Shark Island rushed into his mind like a tidal wave, refusing to be shaken off.

Let alone someone of Yan Bupping's status as a family head, to have someone openly talk back to your face—who would feel good about that?

"Hahaha, Brother Shui and Brother-in-arms, would you like to have a drink together later? Since we are fated to meet, we must naturally celebrate," Shan He said magnanimously.

It was not because they were naive, nor because they were foolish, but because it served as a sustenance for their souls.

Now they saw it clearly: with someone like Mo Ming, one could not be polite. The moment you showed courtesy to him, he would climb right up the pole.

At present, Safeng curled his lips and didn't take it to heart, but when my frosty-cold gaze fell upon him, he immediately became well-behaved. Reluctantly, he cupped his fists in salute toward Yu Qianpan and bowed to Changting Lingyun, barely completing the diplomatic etiquette.

Although he had thrashed Xin Rui, Xin Rui was only formidable within No. 8 Middle School; there were still many who were stronger than him.

He Jitai cupped his fists in salute: "What about us? Everyone in our Zhenyuan Escort Agency is also well-versed in swimming and martial arts. We can serve as pathfinders—aren't we acting as the vanguard?"

Liu Tuo rode a flood-dragon steed forward like flashing lightning and rolling thunder. Seeing the figures a hundred zhan away, the heinous bandits instantly felt their fighting spirit surge.

"He is merely an uninitiated heterodox master, not worth a person of Qianqiong's stature holding him in such high regard," Yun Xiao said indifferently.

With that, Liu Zhi pulled a "monkey-climbs-the-sky" firework from behind the wooden dummy, took a bamboo-tube flintlock from his sleeve pocket, and ignited it. With a sharp whiz, the firework soared into the sky trailing smoke.