Volume 1, Chapter 58: Staying Alive Fetches a Better Price

Just at the verge of suffocation, the man abruptly hurled her violently to the ground.

The newcomer possessed a tall and slender physique, with naturally graceful eyebrows, well-defined facial contours, a lean appearance, and a cold, stern expression between his brows.

Grand Marshal Su Ze had always possessed remarkable foresight; the machinery he had promoted back in the day had all turned out to be golden geese laying eggs.

Lingyue was utterly terrified, wishing to evade the fate but finding herself entirely powerless as her body rapidly deteriorated, shattered, and vanished without a trace.

"No way, how could we possibly wrong Qingxi by making her a concubine?" Li Changnian sprang to her feet, immediately refuting her mother's words.

Upon logging into the website, Gu Sheng immediately employed the ultimate "sort quotes from highest to lowest" technique, beginning to contact top-tier practitioners across various fields including art, UI, and programming to commission them for the subcontracted production of this seemingly shoddy and abstract game.

However, Zhenjiang was heavily guarded by government troops who strictly enforced a scorched-earth strategy. Failing to plunder anything of value, Xu Yuan abandoned Zhenjiang and headed to Shazhou.

And if Ye Luo could maintain that explosive form and performance he displayed against Real Madrid.

Glancing around, she noticed other patrons dining at nearby tables. In such a public setting, she figured the man wouldn't dare to do anything to her, which eased Ye Zhi's mind somewhat.

"I can't bear to part with her share, so I'll just add it onto someone else's account. I'm going to grab October and beat him up twice," Liu Xing said indifferently.

Gu Zexuan was amused by her remark, letting out a hearty chuckle as he said, "This isn't Hong Kong, there's no Independent Commission Against Corruption here! The rules of the game in these parts are quite different from Hong Kong."

"Boss, stay out of this. Even if you fire me, I'm going down there to punch those guys!" Lan Lan's eyes were red as she prepared to rush downstairs.

I went to the exhibition hall with him and Xu Sibao. Before the official opening, the venue was completely sealed off.

"Hahaha, Uncle He Yushi is joking. This God-Burial Mountain was originally my property. For two hundred years, I allowed you to come and go freely within and outside the mountain entirely out of the last shred of mercy I held for having once been a member of the He family," Huang Yan said, throwing his head back and laughing loudly as he walked over to the corpse of Ghost Jade Mountain.

Emerging with the others from the collapsed temple, they discovered that a massive swarm of black scorpions had crawled up from the stone bridge. Among them were even a few half-a-meter or a full meter in length, presumably summoned by the roar of the scorpion king, and perhaps his offspring from before he transformed into a demonic entity.

Hearing Qiu Buhanh's words, Leng Feng and Gu Li respectfully accepted the brocade box while expressing their gratitude to Fu Yuanshan.

The monk was of medium height, holding an alms bowl in his left hand and a pestle for subduing demons in his right. He stood beneath an electric utility pole, staring unblinkingly up at the building.

At that time, the revolutionary struggles in counties such as Shangcheng, Guangshan, and Luoshan in Henan had made significant progress, leading to the establishment of the Thirty-Second Red Division. Concurrently, CPC organizations in neighboring Anhui counties such as Lu'an and Huoshan launched uprisings in Qilinwan, Xuji, Taoyuan, and other areas. These various forces were subsequently concentrated to form the Thirty-Third Red Division.

"Hahaha, I didn't mean to do it on purpose, didn't I just want to scout out the situation for you guys first?" Wu Gang said, raising a hand to rub his bald head with a silly grin.

The person who dragged Zhou Xueqing away was definitely Wu Yufang. Old Zhu had been drinking some aged wine and was dozing off at the time, so Wu Yufang seized the opportunity while he was asleep to lock Zhou Xueqing inside.

Buccaneer, the Guardian of Portugal, let out a scornful, chilly laugh, continuously spinning his wrists as he swung the enormous scythe in his grasp.

A slender waist that could be spanned by two hands, a delicate melon seed-shaped face, and a flawless, translucent complexion resembling white jade. Her sophisticated and elegant makeup harmonized brilliantly with her blue dress, while the streamlined evening gown accentuated her graceful silhouette, perfect alabaster arms, and a pair of extraordinarily beautiful, slender legs as white as jade.