Chapter 139: Not a Single Good Man
The moment Song Hui heard this, her spirits instantly lifted. Evil-doers will ultimately face retribution; she was eager to see just how Zheng Qing would continue to act arrogantly in the future. She joyfully grasped Sister Zhao’s hand and asked,
“Come on, Sister Zhao, tell me quickly. I’m bored to death staying in the hospital; finally, there’s some entertainment.”
Sister Zhao’s eyes sparkled with excitement. Her main reason for bringing food to Song Hui today was to share the story of Zheng Qing’s humiliation.
“He came to see me last night. The moment he arrived, he dropped to his knees, tearfully pouring out his woes—saying he couldn’t find a job and his wife had kicked him out of the house. He begged me to plead with you.”
“You...”
At this moment, Murong Wan and Han Ming were walking along the peaks of Tiangang Sect, through ancient paths and forests, exploring every accessible corner. Murong Wan smiled like a blooming flower, happily nestled by Han Ming’s side.
Yang Xudong had initially refused to admit that Feng Jingya had gone to Harvard because of him. But now, he had no choice but to acknowledge it. Feng Jingya’s past texts seemed to carry an undertone of reproach, though at the time Yang Xudong had dismissed them. Looking back, things were not so simple.
Yang Xudong’s only regret was that he had shattered Ling Lan’s last hope. Everyone longs for the warmth of home, but if there truly was no way to mend things, Ling Lan would have no choice but to call Yang Xudong’s home her own from now on.
Although she was still shocked by the revelation that Ye Tian was a master alchemist, she trusted there was no deception. At this point, her father could no longer afford to wait. Once Ye Tian gave his promise, she immediately took Uncle Li back to Xichuan.
Zhang San sneered. As his body radiated with light at its peak, a copper-bell-sized eye shot out, speeding toward Chen Yu. To an outsider, it might have seemed like a large hidden weapon.
Damn it! I hurriedly retracted my leg and raised my knee; the kneecap struck Ye Kuan’s waist with a sharp impact. Ye Kuan had no choice but to relent, moving his feet to break free from my grip. He then flipped to the ground and, without hesitation or giving me a moment to catch my breath, forcefully kicked at my lower body.
Ning Doudou’s mind was in utter chaos. This happiness had come too suddenly. Her once-dark life, her heart that had plummeted to the depths, was suddenly filled with light.
Of course, the police retreat was not so simple. To pull this off cleanly, there had to be a reason compelling the police to withdraw. Otherwise, with the cunning of Ye family’s second son, he would surely sense the conspiracy. After all, one does not become the head of the Ye family without reason.
Honestly, at this moment I was truly frightened. I could feel the murderous intent burning in the eyes of Ye family’s second son. I even sensed his fingers lightly twitching on the gun’s trigger.
Yang Xudong knew Xu Jiayao worried about him. He also understood that Xu Jiayao couldn’t come to see him personally, so she entrusted the person she trusted most to visit Yang Xudong and inform her of everything concerning him.
Huang Fu gritted his teeth. “Fan, there’s no time left! I know you can break through easily. You go ahead first. I won’t hold you back. I’ll fight them all!” Huang Fu’s eyes turned red as he fired his submachine gun relentlessly. Wherever the bullets struck, the eastern soldiers fell like leaves.
Moreover, Lin Xixi was like a celestial being on earth, and with her background, even speaking ordinarily would make one tremble.
Luo Hebin thanked him, took out a golden business card from his pocket, and dialed the number on it.
“All right, fishing days are indeed nice. Let’s go back together. General Fang is very worried about you.” Yi Feng smiled brightly.
Once inside the Lotus Formation, there were only two choices: be knocked down by the Iron Man, or knock the Iron Man down.
Wang Long looked coldly at Romeo and stopped attacking. He knew it was pointless; the assassins had already raised rocket launchers—a clear warning not to make any move.