Volume One, Chapter 43: Ruffians, Struggle, and Ambush
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It was not only Roger; Kirk Honeycutt of Film Review had expressed the same opinion.
The television station was not short of the money it would take to file a complaint. By comparison, its reputation was far more important. If this opportunity could be used to defend its good name, whether Yang Fengbin paid compensation was secondary. What mattered most was winning back the audience’s trust in the station.
“Su Yu, didn’t you have something to say to me during the gathering just now? Everyone has left now, so you can speak.” Qin Yan spoke calmly, looking at Su Yu with some curiosity.
She immediately reached into her trouser pocket to retrieve it, only to find that the broken part had caught on the pocket’s fabric and would not come out. Zhu Shanhua quickly lowered her head, turned the pocket inside out, and gently worked it free.
Sanye Pingbei’s expression grew solemn. He had received Tang Feipeng’s notice three days earlier. Who would have thought that the Dutch had actually joined forces with the French? It was utterly shocking. This meant that all of Japan’s imported cotton had fallen under Chinese control.
Earlier, he had spent six Foundation Establishment Pills refining most of his true energy. After that energy was transformed into spiritual liquid, the primordial yin contained within it had not vanished but remained concealed in the liquid. For reasons unknown, the pure primordial yin hidden inside the spiritual liquid suddenly released itself.
One thing was certain: Yang Fengbin had achieved his goal. He had indeed gained a larger audience, and the number of his fans continued to rise.
If that tail struck him, he would be lucky to survive with only a layer of skin torn off. Arthur immediately drew back both hands, then thrust them out again in the shape of claws. He seized Wolf by the neck and prepared to bite downward.
“All right, Granny Li. Please come with me.” Zheng Hong led Granny Li inside timidly; she truly held the old woman in awe. A person’s name cast a shadow like that of a tree. Among the three legendary figures of the Special Police Unit whom no one dared provoke, this Granny Li was one of them.
Xuantian glanced at Yang Bufan’s complexion. In his heart, he too longed to see the specific data recorded in the complete scripture, so that he could compare it with his own potential at present.
The Midnight Condensation differed from the Advancing Club. The dizziness caused by the Advancing Club was related to the target’s bone strength; when used against a powerful zombie, its stunning effect would be greatly reduced. Midnight Condensation, however, produced a solid two-second stun. As long as one met Su Qi’s eyes, there was no room for negotiation.
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These warriors were already nearly insane. Upon hearing Amber’s voice, they revealed even more savage expressions and burst into loud laughter, creating an utterly terrifying sight.
The information they had received could not be called detailed, but it possessed two highly distinctive features. One was that the person wore no armor; the other was that he could kill his opponent instantly. Both characteristics matched Zhou Yu perfectly.
Even when the three great sects joined forces that day to hunt him down with unparalleled ferocity, it was precisely because of this. If they failed to kill Xiao Wuxie completely, they all knew that their sects would never again know peace. One day, he would wipe them all out.
Sect Master Qingxuan looked toward the senior disciple and suddenly smiled. Sword Dao Peak had fallen into utter decline. The senior disciple’s cultivation had already been ruined, and he would not live more than ten years. This disciple ought to be given to him.
At this thought, Liu Changfeng, Shen Yinan, and the others could not help feeling a chill rise within them—a chill born of fear. Even they themselves could not understand how the elders of a major sect like theirs could feel frightened by someone who was not even present.
Lei Kong had not yet reached such a level, but when he used his technique, it still carried an aura of that kind. At that moment, the situation had been completely reversed.
Gen Haozi flew to a mountain peak and brought several swords crashing down. The earth slid away, carving out a huge triangular boulder. The heavens trembled and the ground shook. One step, two steps, three steps—dragging the enormous triangular rock behind him, Gen Haozi reached the edge of the swamp and slammed the boulder down, sending mud and water splashing everywhere.
“Old Monster Zhu, you seem to have misjudged this one.” The Taotie Demon Lord Jun glanced at Yue Xi with resentment in his eyes. Clearly, he still harbored a grudge over the incident when he could have captured her, only to be driven away by the sudden sword strike from beyond the heavens.
The Yellow Team had already lowered themselves so humbly; what else could the Red Team do? Tear them apart by force? Lin Tianbao saw no need for that. The game had only just begun, and the entire night belonged to them.
Liu Dou’s Divine King avatar was discussing the establishment of his own bank with Ye Tian. Sensing Liu Dou’s arrival, he immediately made an excuse about going to the bathroom and disappeared.
A seven-colored treasure parasol spewed countless strands of rainbow light, which wrapped wildly around Ye Yifei’s entire body and severely affected the agility of his Wind God Wings.
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Chen Daming nodded slightly. His life was apparently worth quite a lot in Shao Fenglin’s eyes—he had actually offered the astonishing price of one billion.
Liu Dou shook his head with a smile. What father would borrow money from his son and then repay it? He knew perfectly well that Patriarch Scarlet Fang was merely trying to deceive him. However, with so many powerful figures present in the conference room, he still had to show the patriarch some respect, so he politely asked how much he wanted.
In any case, Luo Tianyu owed his current success entirely to the support of Young Marshal Studio. He was also someone who understood how to repay kindness. As soon as his contract with his former employer expired, he switched to Young Marshal Studio without hesitation. No matter how one looked at it, it was a win-win arrangement for both sides.
After he exhaled the final long breath, still carrying the taste of wine, Ye Xi suddenly opened his eyes. A faint flash of electricity passed through them. Then, as he raised and lowered both hands, completing the closing motion, that gleam quietly faded away.
To be honest, Lin Zimo’s singing voice was very ordinary—one could tell at once that he was an amateur. Yet he made up for it with heartfelt emotion, singing with complete devotion.
The dozens of riders at the front swept across the field and pressed toward the enemy formation. The cavalry behind them continued charging forward regardless of the outcome ahead, whether those in front lived or died. To die after charging through was to die a hero.
As for how long we could hold out, I had no idea. To guard against a sneak attack by the Mist Shadow Leopard, however, I kept a wary eye on our surroundings. The others gradually drew closer until they were standing beside me as well.
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