Volume 1, Chapter 22: The Joy of Revenge!

Liu Xue walked over with a sullen face, leading Zhang Wenxuan all the way to the deepest part of the 5S dealership, where a BMW X6 was prominently parked.

"What are you standing there for? Give me an introduction to this car!" Zhang Wenxuan said mockingly.

Liu Xue suppressed her anger. "Zhang Wenxuan, don't go too far! Do you have any idea how much this BMW X6 costs? With your salary, you couldn't afford this car even if you worked for a lifetime."

Heh!

Zhang Wenxuan sneered. "Is it up to you to decide whether I can afford it or not? Is this how your 5S dealership does business? Where is the manager? Get your manager out here!" Zhang Wenxuan began to make a loud scene...

Jing Jian would certainly not make the same mistake. To be honest, what is the point of applying for patents in China right now? You can only "heh" at that. Can it stop other manufacturers from making knockoffs? That’s an even bigger "heh." As for non-compete agreements and high compensation fees to prevent technical staff from being poached? Still a "heh."

After some casual conversation, I could vaguely sense that the local customs here were quite honest and simple. The villagers spoke with great candor and didn't harbor any suspicions toward us.

The super minions in all three lanes made them completely unable to cope. Before long, most of them gathered together, and with such a massive wave of minions, it was easy for Huaming’s long-range turret to find an opportunity to hit the tower.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the freshman orientation party began on time, and the Zhejiang University stadium was packed. Freshmen, seniors, teachers, and even people from outside the school wanted to catch a glimpse of this year's freshman class.

The opposing team lost three players. After taking the tower, we shifted to the Baron pit. First, we cleared all vision in the area, then Zero returned to base and appeared in the bottom lane, while we crouched in the river brush, preparing to launch a surprise attack on them.

In the distance, a purple shadow appeared. The aura emanating from its body was terrifying; the void itself was twisting, and the fierce beasts nearby all prostrated themselves on the ground, their eyes flickering with fear.

Leaving the task of speculation to his grandfather and father, Zhang Tianyang cast his gaze not far away, as the Beidou family, who used poison, was currently locked in a fierce battle with their opponents.

There was no helping it; in order to exact revenge, Black Rose could swallow almost any hardship. This was precisely why Zhang Tianyang had managed to pin Black Rose down time and time again—and he had her completely under his control.

At the command of Tyrant Blade, the five city gates opened simultaneously, and the NPCs led the charge, clashing with the ZG players.

Occasionally, arrows would pierce through the howling cold wind, but when they struck the man, they only broke his skin and could not inflict any fatal damage.

He had already secretly asked the imperial physicians to prescribe a concoction for him. Whether intentional or accidental, he would not allow Song Wan to conceive any more children.

As they proceeded, more and more items were seized, including blackmail letters sent to Guang Qi by anonymous officials within the Court of Imperial Entertainments.

Lan Ruosi was somewhat surprised. Although she felt that Jia Fanzhen’s words were wrong, she couldn't understand why Gu Xu was laughing like that.

As a high-ranking lord of Toril, why would he usually associate with the most ordinary of guardians?

After all, in an arena where even C-rank or B-rank fighters were rarely seen, an "A" on the screen could easily cause a sensation among countless people.

However, judging by Jiang Yan’s expression, he didn’t seem to care much about who his future wife might be, but was instead more interested in that young lady with the soft, gentle voice.

He felt he could take a step further, stacking his power from the first level to the second, but unfortunately, he was not yet able to make that leap.

Within a thousand-mile radius, the air was shrouded in an extremely thick, bloody stench. At a glance, the ground was covered with severed limbs and corpses.

He was also somewhat dismissive of Eddie Howe; this was the Championship, where physical confrontation dominated most of the game.

Ye Suman frowned. The sentries here possessed an unusually high level of military discipline. Even though a fierce battle was raging in front, they were still holding their posts in the back.

A beam of light pierced through the roof, creating a violent surge of air on the floor. He Xi was very familiar with this magic; it was a teleportation array.

Although he longed to treat his comrades as he had in the past, he obediently returned to the barracks to observe the myriad activities under the surveillance cameras.

What people yearn for, what the heart yearns for, is ultimately what the divine yearns for. Among all living things in heaven and earth, even ants cling to life, let alone humans. Countless people throughout the ages have pondered this question: when does life truly end?

Lin Xingchen vaguely felt that it wasn't that he had oversimplified things, but that the situation itself wasn't all that complicated—it just became difficult to handle because it involved specific people and specific matters.

"Oh..." Nan Keri suppressed the urge to slaughter him, but he had to continue playing along with this charade to avoid revealing any flaws to Yan Chifeng.

The drunkard in the green robe downed the level 10 dish "Dragon's Breath Cocktail" in one gulp, then his face flushed red as he began to jump around, his blood seemingly surging with energy. He only fully calmed down after tossing and turning for a full minute.

But the moment the umbrella opened, all her worries vanished. Due to the weather, all she could see was a vast expanse of white mist.

There are many types of soups. Depending on the raw ingredients, they can be categorized into livestock, poultry, and egg-based, vegetable-based, rice, flour, bean, and dairy-based, aquatic product-based, fruit juice and beverage-based, medicinal soups, and so on.

The island was under complete martial law. No one could get within ten miles, and even the airspace above the island was restricted, banning the use of drones and the like.

While all the divine soldiers and generals were stunned, Wu Tian appeared out of thin air next to the city lord, his Black Dragon Blade already sweeping across the city lord’s hands.

Inside the formation, raging flames rose around the insect-men. Although this fire was not as corrosive and overbearing as the Phoenix’s purple flame, it possessed a dignified and upright power. Sensing the threat, the insect-men constantly slashed with palm winds to extinguish the fire.

When Luo Fang reached this point, he swallowed with difficulty, then glanced guiltily at Mo Ying, who sat on the main throne. Just as he was about to make up a random excuse, a hearty laugh echoed from outside the great hall.

At this moment, on the arena floor, a young male cultivator and Lie Feng were locked in an inseparable struggle, while the cheers and shouts from beneath the stage were endless.

The moment he stepped onto the ground, Ye Lei had truly arrived at the center of the Tianxuan Continent: the Tianxuan Realm.

Tong Yibing shook her head helplessly. Her junior sister was beyond saving. Guo Yuemen’s chest heaved, his fists clenched tight. As for Yue Shishi, there was only a faint smile on her face.

"That's right, I cannot fall! Charge!!" Commander Huang roared, charging directly into the ranks to fight in person.

"Go attend to your business if you have things to do. It’s only a few steps from here to Zixia Peak; you don't need to see me off." Ye Rou smiled slightly.

Now that there were more and more Saint-level beings, if they didn't continue to grow, their presence would become increasingly insignificant. Thinking of this, he spoke up again.

This was indeed the case during the Han Dynasty; it was a disposition handed down from the Spring and Autumn period or even earlier. Even when the Emperor sought to recruit people, many would simply ignore it. In that sense, the "my strength can unite the clan" effect of the fatty was actually more effective.