Chapter 58: Rarely Have I Seen Someone So Shameless

Yang Jianxiong did not make his move immediately; instead, he motioned for Yang Lekang to take a seat right beside him.

The workers held deep affection for the factory, as it was their only means of survival. How could they allow outsiders to take over and act recklessly? For a enterprise with over 500 people to pool 5 million was not a difficult task at all, and the entire sum was raised within a week.

All the Miao people also took a step back. Of course, this was not out of fear for those in camouflage, but rather out of deep respect for Li Xiang and the others.

He was confident that Tang Chuxia would fall for it. Yet who could have imagined that not only did Tang Chuxia fail to play along, but she also smashed the basin she was holding right onto his bald head.

Looking up, Lin Yuxai saw a couplet posted on the doorway of the front hall: The first line read: "Wholeheartedly uphold the Dao, the Dao is infinite, there is joy within poverty." The second line read: "Let all things follow fate, fate has its share, beyond one's share seek nothing."

"No way, why does he like Miss Luo? We must make him explain the reason clearly, or I won't be able to sleep again tonight!" the princess resolved.

If there were truly no other way, who would willingly lower their dignity to be trampled upon like this by others?

With that, the man in the bamboo hat pulled a bottle of soda from his wide imperial-spirit robe and handed it to his friend with a smile.

"No way, right? We're not at a rock concert, he shouldn't be this emotional, should he?" Zhang Yang wore a look of astonishment.

He turned his head casually, paused for a split second, and then bolted with all his might toward the alleyway.

There were too many zombies and too few humans. Protecting him while carving out a breach was immensely difficult, and the mother was terrified that her son wouldn't be able to hold on.

This number-one genius of the Araao world, temporarily stripped of all his martial prowess, performed little better than an ordinary person.

City Hall Dragon Court—the location was simply too ideal. Situated right in his own front yard, using this building for secret trysts was exceptionally convenient. Tianchuan, you hypocrite, you always claimed that you and Zhang Chuhan were just comrades and work colleagues. Today, I am going to trap the two of you right inside this room and see what else you have to say for yourself.

"Fucking hell, then there's no mistake! Songzi, go back to Qingtian and get the guns. I'm damned well going to see if the top boss's subordinates in City D are really that arrogant!" Gritting his teeth after Sun Hongjiang finished speaking, Yang Dong cursed, turned around, and prepared to walk out.

Xia Mu's brows were tightly locked, his Niwan Palace glowing as his soul power continuously surged, condensing into sword seals that collided with the purple lights and annihilated each other.

Having said that, she couldn't be bothered to waste any more breath on Situ Rui. There was a foul odor inside the carriage, so Jiuer hurriedly opened the windows to circulate the air, tossing the filthy seat cushions stained with zombie blood right out the window before finally calling it quits.

If outsiders were to see the High Priest looking like this, their jaws would undoubtedly drop to the floor in shock; even someone as majestic as the High Priest had a competitive streak.

Yet he kept chewing over the matter in his mind, wanting to talk to someone about it. He wanted to ask whether other units had received similar phone calls, but who could he ask, and how should he phrase it? If no other unit had received such a call, wouldn't he simply be exposing his own affairs to others? What good could possibly come of that?

Opening her mouth, Gan Mengmeng caught the playful smile at the corners of the young man's lips, instantly swallowed back her words of explanation, and let out a soft hump.

Yang Changfu nodded slightly and followed behind her to the edge of the village, where Zhou Zhen's carriage and servants were parked. Since Yang Changfu was going to accompany her back to town, he naturally had to travel with her.

He had enemies far beyond Chen Wushuang; there was the God Realm, the God of Destiny, and the deities who had survived the ancient God Wars.

Even deep within their hearts, the urge to resist was completely extinguished, thoroughly suppressed by their own overwhelming fear.

"Since he doesn't cherish you, there's no need to be so heartbroken. There are still many, many good men..." Just like himself, Lance purposely straightened his chest, terrified of being ignored.

After properly settling all matters concerning the camp, Qin Aoqing and Xia Mo set out from the military camp together with the treasure map.

"Child bride..." Sun Xiaodan silently muttered those three words, then immediately burst into another fit of giggling.

Meanwhile, the power of this stellar battle spear did not diminish in the slightest, continuing to hurtle fiercely forward with breathtaking momentum.

"I guessed you'd be here." Seeing Ye Zitong's nervous expression, Lance's lips curved upward slightly.

"She—what is she up to again?" I originally thought that Zhize had banished her to the imperial palace in Chenliu and that she and I would never cross paths again. The sudden appearance of news about her today indeed came as quite a surprise to me.

After nine evolutions, the power of the Asura Eye was sufficient to destroy the Six Paths of Reincarnation with a single glance, capable of annihilating both heaven and earth.

Thus, without realizing it, the Phantom arrived at the Bitter Tree Star, truly witnessing what it meant to be "cloud-veiled and mist-shrouded."

"A mere eighth-rank cultivator dares to act presumptuously in front of this sect. I'll make sure you die a horrific death." An elder of the Huo family flicked his fingers, sending out several strands of exceptionally sharp fire flames. Entering the negative energy zone, these flames did not dissipate at all, but instead slowly crept forward.

This white-robed elder was also a True Immortal, though likely a relatively powerful existence among True Immortals. Han Jue still had zero confidence in dealing with such an expert at present.

"I just rode all the way from the front of the Xingshala Pass along the Yarlung Zangbo River, taking some photos and conducting some investigations, and dropped by here to resupply on food," Zuo Lin said with a smile.

Thanks to the warm currents of the Mediterranean, Northern Europe was not excessively cold. After a year of sailing, the fleet finally and gradually approached its ultimate destination: Great Britain.

Within the span of a week, such a large-scale whaling industry in Japan suffered a blow that shocked the nerves of everyone.

And right amidst the general dismay, a series of terrifying explosions erupted one after another. Although still at a distance, the noise was still deafening, and their destructive power was no less than the self-detonation attack directed at Xu Qingfan earlier.