Volume 1, Chapter 30: Demanding a Life from Cheng Muyan!

Afterward, Guan Hu took over the affairs of the Wolf Gang and renamed it the Tiger Gang. One of the conditions he had negotiated with Zhang Tianrui was to help the White Tiger Society win this year’s annual grand competition.

That same evening, Peng Haokong led his men to isolate a segment of the nerve tissue from the Kongli matrix. Utilizing the knowledge within his own mind, he performed an electronic activation on this well-preserved neural segment.

"It is done. You can report for duty at the oil refinery the day after tomorrow," Burkett stated.

He used to think the inner court elders were imposing, but compared to Chen Mingjie, what were they?

"I will. I promise you, I will wait for your return, and we will take care of your brother together," Zhang Junbao said, his voice choked with emotion.

"That's not right. This is pheasant meat, Master Erzhong, you lied to me!" Feng Yuanchen looked as if he were about to burst into tears.

The moment the black-clad deacon spoke, Mo Yun sensed danger. He retreated explosively, narrowly dodging the attack of the eagle claws.

Zhou Shuangqing could clearly feel herself losing weight with every passing second. What was most precious was that her body showed no signs of distress, not even a sense of weakness.

"Even a tiger does not devour its own cubs. Mo Yongnian, what is your heart made of?" Fang Zhentian let out a cold snort, his previously smiling face vanishing completely.

Tianming, fearing no chaos, remarked, "Now we are in for a good show." As he spoke, his round, wide eyes darted back and forth between Shaoyu and the youth. With Qingwu and Xinghun present, Tianming certainly didn't need to worry about Shaoyu’s safety, and Shaoyu’s martial arts were not necessarily inferior to this guy's.

This was naturally just a beautiful wish, but that wall became famous because of it.

No matter how well he spoke or how much he praised Andrei’s great heart—which could face an archangel without fear—Su Zhou, as a friend, still worried whether Andrei would be left with psychological trauma from the beating.

As the words fell, Quan Shaochen’s kiss landed on Su Yiqing’s lips, lingering and intoxicating.

"Xiaoxiao," Mu Yixi whispered, slowly leaning down, his lips gradually drawing closer to Gu Xiaoxiao’s.

Beneath the black curtain, I lifted my face slightly, looking at the two men with eyes filled with disdain, though mostly with rage.

"You..." Wang Changfeng pointed at Lin Tianya, his face contorted with anger, unable to utter a single word for a moment.

Diego believed that after this incident, the friendship between the two of them would surely grow even deeper.

Once the door opened, Anying sensed something amiss. The oppressive atmosphere shifted, and Mu Xiao, who was sitting on the floor, turned pale, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

As expected, after he revised the script according to Tian Li’s demands, the situation worsened. Gong Yiqing’s brilliance completely overshadowed the highlights intended for the Metal Maiden, to the point where even a fool could see from the teaser trailer that Darla could not carry the legendary "lead role."

This incident caused an even greater sensation, as Joey’s actions had constituted a crime; if she lost the lawsuit, she would likely face prison time.

However, his talent for martial arts was extremely high. It was rumored to be no less than that of his two older brothers, but since he had never fought, no one knew if the rumors were true.

The height of this tomb passage was beyond our imagination, appearing to be over twenty meters. The first five meters were covered in murals, and above that was the light-absorbing stone like the one Yan Yan had, which was why our flashlights could not reach the ceiling.

Lu Pengyu had said the same thing to Gan Fei just moments before. Su Zhiqiang had asked him to take on such a patient, but he wasn't happy about it and was already thinking of how to trick the patient into leaving so he would have nothing to do with it.

Consort Shu had once brought it up, but Consort Xian had refused. Emperor Taihe looked at this son with nothing but contempt and certainly would not make such arrangements.

I nearly jumped in shock, asking with trepidation, "Go down? Do you know how deep it is? We know even less about the situation below. It would be better to return the way we came; maybe we can still get out. But if you go down now, you’re practically asking for death."

"Fine." Lu Feng checked the time, knowing what I was thinking. He did not ask me to stay, simply not wanting to put me in a difficult position.

Just as he said this, Guo Dongxin suddenly let out an "Ouch," jumped up, rushed over to Mi Zixuan, and pointed at his name tag in exclamation: "Damn, a formal doctor’s badge? You... you..." Guo Dongxin was so shocked he couldn't finish his sentence.

"To tell you the truth, I don’t have a single one on me," Chu Yi said, taking a sip of tea while quietly observing Su Tiannan.

He wore no shoes, walking barefoot across this land filled with miasma and poison.

I stared at the ceiling for a while, then sat up from the bed. My whole body felt weak, as if I had no strength at all, and my feet throbbed with a dull pain. I hurriedly lifted the slightly worn but clean and fragrant quilt, seeing my feet wrapped in white gauze.

Another stunning movement was completed. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the middle-aged man’s calloused hand suddenly pulled the reins. As his robe fluttered in the wind, he swung into the saddle, looked straight ahead, and pressed his legs against the horse’s belly. The red steed’s front hooves reared high instantly, and a neigh pierced the heavens.

Naturally, Tang Long also had Ye Fei and the others carefully investigate the strength of the Demon Heaven Sect warriors in Fire City.

Although they didn't understand what was happening, these Decepticon soldiers responsible for defense were highly alert, immediately switching all weapons from automatic to manual mode and aiming them all at the mysterious fleet before them.

Xu Mingzi had no room to resist before the phantom of Elder Weng’s finger pierced his skull with brutal force.

"Drink it. You will feel very comfortable after drinking it." Seeing the pervert talk about drinking human blood as if it were as mundane as tea, Ling Wushuang felt a wave of nausea and turned her head away.