Volume 1, Chapter 59: The Reinforcements Have Arrived

Shen Ji stayed with Feng Min until the afternoon. When he returned to the estate, he learned that Lin Mang, his sister, and Xu Wan had all arrived.

Lin Mang had even brought all his luggage along and, under Old Mo's arrangement, settled down in the mansion.

Upon seeing Shen Ji, Lin Mang boisterously said, "I originally still had some matters to attend to, but as soon as I heard you were assassinated, I moved right in! How is it? Am I loyal or what?"

"What on earth does this have to do with loyalty?"

At the entrance of the hotel, newcomers arrived, led by a middle-aged man holding a geomantic compass, its needle pointing directly at this restaurant.

When the haze cleared, he was like clouds and mist, lingering in her heart. She only wished to cradle him in the palm of her hand; whether the clouds gathered or dispersed, it was all for his sake.

Left with no other choice, Xu Xiaotian had to reluctantly return all her bank cards and slinked away from the club in defeat.

Now, spoken through Chen Datian’s loose lips, Yang Lu suddenly jolted awake, realizing her own agitation.

"That’s more like it." Green Bamboo wrapped her arms around his neck, gazing affectionately at the prince in her heart.

Although Meng Wei had a sweet mouth, calling him "Master" was simply too easy for Li San to let his imagination run wild.

Hearing these words, Wang Meihua’s expression instantly darkened, casting a chilly glance at Han Yue.

"Stop saying 'what ifs'—I understand what you mean. You want to take a gamble on pure traditional Chinese medicine, right? To be honest, the hope is extremely slim." Xue Jian shook his head helplessly.

Hearing this, Long Tianzheng could not help but clench his fists, his expression somewhat gloomy. Yet, unwilling as he was, he had to admit that Hua Tianfeng was right.

Ordinary firearms might cause limited damage to the Terminators, but these Special Operations Team members clad in Mark MK2 armor were different. Their attack methods were diverse, ranging from micro-missiles to high-temperature plasma shock beams emitted from their palms.

At this moment, Zhu Xueyan wore a black tight-fitting short top on her upper body and a hip-hugging miniskirt on her lower body, presenting a charming yet elegant allure.

Finally, the elderly man picked off the creation with a bamboo stick, then used another stick dipped in a little sugar to add fine details to the sugar figurine. A short while later, a lifelike merman sugar figurine appeared before everyone.

Late at night, Lu Yuan felt as though he were embracing a soft, delicate body. Yet this body was not You Xuanyue; You Xuanyue was much smoother with more pronounced curves, whereas the body he held was slender and firm.

Macaca, eagles, wolves, and two others whose sounds were unrecognizable—judging by the chaotic and varied noises, it seemed there were quite a few people in the room, probably around five or six. Staying in a single south room with so many people, not to mention "rare and exotic beasts," instantly extinguished my desire to stay here. Would it still be feasible to go out right now and room with Bai Si and the others?

The man wearing sunglasses nodded, a cold look on his face as he walked out followed by a dozen bodyguards.

"What is going on?" asked a figure adorned in cloud-patterned garments, flanked by several similarly dressed figures standing steadfastly.

Upon hearing this, Su Zhengnan’s facial muscles twitched. This time, he no longer believed what Lu Yuan said; how could there be so many coincidences in the world? Seeing that Lu Yuan was unwilling to tell the truth, he stopped asking about this matter.

Including Dr. Zhu, there was an expedition team of over a dozen people, accompanied by a fully armed mechanized infantry platoon.

The man who had previously held the gun hurriedly thanked Wu Jin. Wu Jin shook his head to indicate it wasn't his fault, and only came to his senses and paused once he calmed down.

Just then, a group of people escorted a man inside. Su Wushuang recognized the detained man as the manager in charge of finances, who was also a relative of their family. Her father had trusted him deeply during his lifetime, which was why he had given him the position of financial department manager.

Qin Jinyu’s gaze remained fixed on Su Heng. From beginning to end, she had not realized anything was amiss, until Su Heng smiled upon seeing the items brought out by Shopkeeper Wang.

After clearing the dining table, Grandma Lin motioned for Lin Tea and the others to go play on their own, and then returned to her room to sleep.

Fang Yiyi stood outside the gates of the new world when her cell phone rang. Glancing at it, she saw an incoming call with no caller ID displayed. Her brow furrowed, and she felt that today's events would not be so simple.

The man was still holding walnuts in his hand, standing by the window with one hand in his pocket, raising his gaze to look at her.

Moreover, words spoken by a boyfriend's ex-girlfriend inevitably lost a great deal of credibility.

Over the past few days, she had wanted to tell Qin Moshang about her comic drawing every time, but the words always failed to cross her lips.

It was another Monday, but Lin Tea no longer had to worry about going to work, and she slept soundly until waking up naturally.

Although they had experienced more intimate contact before, those had all been accidental occurrences.

Gong Moliao never doubted Xiong Shaohai's judgment. If one day he were unable to play due to injury, Xiong Shaohai was unquestionably the rightful candidate to take over as the team's in-game leader.

Meng Hui paused in a daze for a split second, blinked, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then picked up her phone to press the answer button.

Moreover, there should only be two such rings in this world, custom-made abroad specifically for Fang Ming and Meng Hui's wedding.

The advantage was that the enemy would not need to ascend the mountain; Dan Shiyi could occupy the high ground advantage and pose a fatal threat to the enemy.

He hadn't yet thought of using this pelt to make a snow rabbit plush toy, but Ina's idea reminded him of a way to please and delight someone.

Positioning two spiritual nodes at the tip and base of the gun barrel, he then followed Phantom's instructions to condense his spiritual energy into a thread. For Lie Feicuo, this process was extremely easy, encountering almost no resistance.

According to other information he had gathered, this so-called beast had not harmed a single person to this day; it had only exerted a significant impact on the daily lives of the local residents to a certain degree. Since mortals remained safe and sound, what did a martial artist like him have to fear? This was the reason he dared to make such a decision.

A knock on the door suddenly sounded. Luo Qiyao’s beautiful eyes startled, her hands parting to reveal her delicate and lovely countenance.

Could Night Yu, hailing from the impoverished remote mountain area of Tianmu City and merely seventeen years old, possibly have advanced to the fifth tier of the Radiant Heaven Realm even if he had started practicing from his mother's womb?

He could almost imagine how awe-inspiring the battle scene must have been back then; no wonder some people had been frightened into wetting their pants.

"Hate you!" Yang Wanru's face blossomed with smiles as she playfully scolded Bu Fan, yet her heart felt sweeter than honey.

However, Bai Yi and the others paid no attention to this, their gazes all fixed upon that massive hand and the realm space it held within its grasp.

"How is it? Do I look good?" Yang Wanru asked gently, while striking a deeply alluring pose toward Yang Fan.

Everyone stared into Marshal Zhukov's cannibalistic eyes, their limbs and internal organs trembling as rapidly as autumn leaves in the night wind. How could they dare to speak? To open one's mouth now was to become a scapegoat and a sacrificial lamb.