Chapter 37

This situation is truly beyond belief. If he hadn't experienced it firsthand, Wang Jie would certainly have assumed this was some ridiculous plot cooked up by an equally ridiculous author—it’s sheer nonsense, a total setup.

Mu ignored the dog-like narrator. After confirming there was no immediate danger, his deformed hand took the lightbulb from his left hand, while his now-vacant left hand picked up the black floating brick from the ground.

Yet, three years have passed, and Dr. Yan is now the CTO of a company valued at tens of billions, with his own net worth soaring to nearly one hundred million.

Could someone explain to him why, even though it was the other person doing the push-ups, he felt as if he were the one doing them?

However, at five o'clock that afternoon, just as Lei Zhen was about to go out for a meal with his two disciples, he stepped out of the hotel room only to see a young man standing in the corridor, staring at him with a cold gaze.

After ten years of development, Red-Hair and the other two had finally reached their current scale. But the siblings, having traveled a twisted path from the start, were gradually slipping out of Red-Hair’s control.

Now, everything was prepared; they only lacked the final push. The next step was to pinpoint the whereabouts of the members of the Sea God Cult.

After a short journey, Lin Xiao arrived downstairs at Qin Wan’er’s apartment building. Thanks to several months of hard work, Qin Wan’er, who had once been mired in a financial crisis, had moved into a new home. Although it was only a down payment, it was enough to prove that her life was gradually improving.

Seeing this, He Zhizhong, fearing that Ling Hao might actually anger Su Jie to death if he kept talking, quickly intervened to stop him.

He saw Black Tower clutching his throat; a line of blood slowly spread, and then a gush of fresh blood surged out from between his fingers.

Actually, it makes sense. Who would bother opening multiple low-tier memberships? The discounts wouldn't amount to much anyway.

This made their hearts heavy. If even they couldn't perceive the changes, what kind of benefits had Fang Heng actually obtained?

Initially, when Su Qi told her about it, she didn't believe it at all. But after trying it several times, she recognized them all.

Under the illumination of the flames, the entity shrouded in mist cast countless black shadows upon the walls, yet none of them seemed to overlap. The layered rock walls gave a sense of profundity, as if they were an endless world. The misty entity was in constant flux, and the shadows on the walls shifted incessantly as well.

The floral pattern on the car had appeared only after Feng Wu deliberately tugged at the threads of Zhao Donglai’s fate. He needed to divert Long Xiuxiu because he had to visit the Gong family estate, where the Mirage Pearl was hidden.

She walked back to Ye Feng, peeled off his pajamas, held him tightly, and kissed his chest.

Although her childhood lacked the love of her parents, Bai Yang had never let her suffer in terms of material needs.

Looking at Cheng Jingyang’s stern face and listening to his words, Bai Su held back as long as she could before finally bursting into laughter.

Behind Hao Jiyou, Mi Jingxi blushed and shook her head repeatedly at Zhang Tianci, signaling him to stop talking.

However, the situation no longer allowed her any choice, as Lin Yun’s attack was already upon her, and the Thirteen Spears of Death were about to crash down on her head.

The man was startled at first, but upon seeing it was Bai Luzhou, he let out a slow sigh of relief and went back to his business, plugging in his mouse and keyboard to open the computer next to Bai Luzhou’s.

At this moment, they happened to be on a hilltop with a wide view. Seeing a dark, gaping hole at the foot of the mountain two thousand meters away, Zhang Ming muttered, "Heaven never seals off every exit," and grabbed Qing Lan, running toward it.

After all, he had once helped the Yao family, and Fan Tong was no ordinary person—at least, not someone she could stand against.

Because Han Jiajia was speaking so loudly, her tearful complaints could be heard even outside the office, despite its soundproofing.

Their subsidiary had a research institute, and they wanted to obtain a batch of KE-element to apply for human clinical trials.

Seeing the expression on Chen Feng’s face darken just as he had expected under his relentless mockery, the boy in black-rimmed glasses felt an indescribable sense of triumph.

Chen Feng felt nothing inside. Through all of this, his eyes looked toward the slender figure sitting on the sofa on the other side.

She sat down in front of a kind-looking auntie and secretly made a phone call to Han Jiayi.

After all, many people believed that research on cancer in China was still relatively backward and had not yet caught up to the world’s forefront.

Lan Ke frowned again, hesitating over whether to save him, when Shi Tianxiu’s spiritual power suddenly erupted, sending countless threads of mental energy coiling toward Shi Tianqi.

He looked up at Ye Jinyi and noticed that her lips had worn a faint, confident smile from the very beginning, which only made the chill in his heart deepen.

Old Uncle He had been personally escorted out of the estate by the Yao matriarch. The new steward, Manager Li, had naturally heard the instructions from Fu Kun.

"Yes, Mother, I’m going right now." Startled by the tone, Gu Shi turned around and carried her things straight into the kitchen.

Though his past was a blur, he understood that his current predicament was dire. He had been lured into a trap and was now beyond his own control.

This explosive pack weighed several dozen kilograms. Of course, it was also packed with iron beads and metal shards to increase the blast’s power and lethality.

For several days after that, she didn't see that magnificent man again. Her heart felt empty. That day, she went to find Luo Qinian to share her thoughts. She had made up her mind: Brother Han was like a cloud in the sky—admirable, but unreachable. She wanted to find someone she loved, who loved her back, to walk through life together.

Ye Jinyi no longer just wept silently; she began to sob. At that moment, she felt excruciating pain.

For example, the mutated wolf-dog—it had no contract with Zhang Mu, but it wasn't filled in. It was originally supposed to appear in another wave in the capital of Ordos, but later it felt inappropriate.

She had never truly experienced this feeling of being locked in the estate by her own brother as punishment.

He didn't care about the question. After all, it was just martial arts. While there were few people who knew it and fewer who believed in it these days, that didn't mean it didn't exist.

"We will definitely get out, Qing Ran, we definitely will." Su Jiuge swung the hammer and struck the door once more.

Whatever prison she had to serve, whatever crime she had to admit to, since Wen Qiao had already splashed dirty water on her, she might as well let herself be stained black.

At that moment, a figure appeared not far from Zhao Juechen. Cai Yixian emerged from the woods, glanced behind him, and gave Zhao Juechen a look of utter disdain.