Volume 1, Chapter 23: A Resounding Slap in the Face

"Manager Li, please handle the paperwork for me. I'll take this high-end BMW X6!" Zhang Wenxuan waved his hand, "Full payment, right now!"

Li Ming smiled slightly. "No problem, Mr. Zhang. I will process the documents for you immediately."

"Please, follow me!"

Under Li Ming's enthusiastic invitation, Zhang Wenxuan and Li Binglan sat down in the nearby lounge. Before long, Li Ming returned with a stack of vehicle purchase documents.

Whoa!

The salespeople watching the show from nearby were stunned, each unable to hide their shock.

"No way, is he actually going to buy it, and pay in full?"

"That high-end BMW X6 is..."

When Chen Ping and Ye Lingzhi locked eyes, it was as if an inexplicable magnetic field pulled them together, making it impossible for them to look away. Simultaneously, a tingling electric sensation coursed through their bodies.

After reflecting, Xiao Hongkun thought Chen Ping’s perspective was incredibly cunning, almost bordering on reverse psychology. Even he, if caught unaware, would likely have fallen for it, let alone Zhang Jinchi, who was younger than him.

In June, the French army engaged the Spanish army at the border of France and Belgium. This time, Spain had deployed all its elite forces.

The cinema was quite dim. Liu Yihua and Wang Yuling suddenly heard a very peculiar sound coming from the couple's seats next to them. What did such a sound signify? For any adult, the answer was obvious.

Humans are naturally trend-following creatures. Therefore, there is no right or wrong in such matters; what people care about is nothing more than the judgment of the world.

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Before entering the water, one wears an outer layer, but once in the water, it is naturally a bikini—a purple and black striped two-piece swimsuit.

It was nothing more than listening to the leaders speak. After all the qualified leaders had finished their speeches, the principal announced that the freshman military training had officially begun. Immediately, the freshmen in the stadium, led by their instructors, left the venue in an orderly fashion by class to return to their respective training grounds.

The design blueprints of a warship naturally refer to almost all the technologies contained within the entire vessel, whether old or new.

Ibonobi let out a scream, clutching his ribs as he collapsed to the ground. In Li Yan's hand was, shockingly, a piece of his rib, snapped off just moments ago—his Iron Shirt technique had been broken.

"This card can also evolve? Wait, there is writing on it." My gaze sharpened. The card depicted a dagger with a translucent red hue, and beneath it was a line of text. What puzzled me, however, was that the characters were Chinese.

That Sariman clearly posed no threat to him, yet he persisted in hounding him for reasons unknown. If not for Sarini's interference, he would have dealt with him long ago.

"Once the Second Sister wakes up, your troubles will only multiply," Chen Binghui sighed, speaking with a trace of worry.

"Are you saying the exit might be underground?" I said excitedly. My blood seemed to rush to my head all at once.

Shen Kuo sighed. Although there were countless comrades as far as the eye could see, he knew in his heart that these people were far from enough to withstand the cultivators of the God-Demon clan.

"Supreme Commander Chang Sheng is currently in a coma, but his wounds are stable. Everything is well for now." Dwarf Zhao Yan felt as though he were reporting to a superior, but what infuriated him most was that the person he was reporting to with such reverence was merely a mercenary of the Black Armor Cavalry.

It wasn't until they left the ice shelf and entered the inland region of Antarctica that they finally encountered their first trial.

"It seems we cannot advance. There is a composite killing formation guarding the perimeter of this palace!" Ji Feng said.

Moreover, the fallout from this was far from over. As Ji Feng issued the order to eliminate them, the factions personally built by those two self-proclaimed emperors, along with their followers, were doomed to reach their end.

"No, I just had a fight with Hogger before coming here and took two punches from him," Lin Yichen said casually.

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The grinding tools used by the Fuxi tribe to forge metalware were made of stone. Since the liquid metal was not at an extremely high temperature, stone tools were sufficient to withstand the heat. However, they were now attempting to smelt liquids at even higher temperatures, and it was uncertain if the stone tools could endure it.

Luo Lie nodded and said, "It was stolen by a mysterious person in black." Naturally, he would not tell the truth, nor did he shift the blame onto Zhuo Yishou.

Yu Ge was stunned for a moment, then his eyes darted around and he laughed. He bowed to Mo Ji and said, "It is nothing more than the husband claiming to have received your true teachings; I concede."

The upright face, still retaining a hint of childishness, twisted. The prince of the "Dynasty of Destruction" spat and cursed. The Neprasy Autonomous Territory was located at the intersection of the "War King's Domain" and the "Dynasty of Destruction." Iblisbel clearly held those inferior-blooded Hung Ghosts in low regard.

"Come here." The Duchess's tone softened slightly, and Fu Yu obediently followed her to the side corridor.

Of course, after Tohka had her spirit powers sealed, she was clearly going to live in the current world indefinitely. A single outfit was obviously not enough, so by sheer luck, Nayami measured Tohka’s height and measurements, purchasing several sets of high-grade uniforms in one go.

"Ouch!" Amidst Ye Huang's exaggerated cry, the brick she pried loose, under the guise of an "accidental slip and throw," flew directly through the window lattice and into the room with a dull thud—not quite crisp enough.

Currently, he had to rely on the elemental pool to cast any spell that exceeded his capabilities. The Iron Golem's challenge rating was over 12, requiring a full team of level 12 adventurers to combat, so the difficulty of casting was naturally very high.

"What? The leader of the Moon-Slaying Guild, Xie Yeyu?" Upon hearing this, the high-level mage was instantly startled. He flicked his magic robe, glared with wide eyes, and looked at the carriage with obvious displeasure.

As the horizon in the east began to glow with a pale, fish-belly white, Itsuka Shiori woke up. She needed to prepare breakfast for her sister and herself, as well as lunch boxes to take to school.

Zhao Huochen nodded. How could it not be sudden? Sending an invitation for a ball tomorrow night today was truly rushed and appeared disrespectful, yet the organizer did it regardless. Mu Tianluo must have had his reasons.

Trailing away from home, the men didn't panic; they stuck to the pre-match deployment and engaged Everton in a controlled game. They were all seasoned veterans who knew that against a Premier League team, they absolutely could not match their pace and devolve into a chaotic scramble.