A dozen or so second-rate ruffians in strange attire, revving their engines, surrounded Li Yang and the other person.
"Yo, little beauty, out alone so late at night? We have ghosts that roam around here at night!"
"Senior Brother, they were all selected from the Demon Abyss, their water skills are excellent, you won't have trouble with them," Long Pianpian said from the side.
Following Xiao Mingyang, there was visible light and beauty before her. Following herself, the path ahead was shrouded in a fog of uncertainty. He himself didn't know what the future held! Perhaps the clouds would part to reveal the moon, or perhaps it would remain perpetually gloomy.
Shen Qingqing was very curious about who Dongfang Jue was looking for at the hotel, and was about to continue her gossip when she suddenly saw him turn his head and look in her direction. Startled and feeling guilty, she immediately darted back into her room.
Jiang Yun'er had far more connections than Zeng Qiqing. While Zeng Qiqing couldn't find Fan Yingxuan's exact location, Jiang Yun'er, through a friend working as a police officer in Sydney, obtained the precise address.
He gently kissed away the tears on her face, then passionately kissed her lips and tongue, their mouths entwined wantonly.
In the past, he would never have let her wander around so freely, nor would he have neglected the routine task of finding food. This time was an exception. Without him saying it, she understood.
Seeing that he agreed, Shangguan Mu'er cheered, quickly drank the bird's nest from the bowl, then put down the spoon and eagerly pulled Nangong Liuyun towards Zhongli Jin.
From the feedback received from various branches, this inspection team was not going through the motions; they were being thorough. As Zhao Deming put it, it was like digging into an ivory tower to thoroughly investigate.
This meal was the most frustrating and terrifying the Demon Sect elder had ever eaten in his life. He was afraid that if he couldn't control himself and reveal his identity, he would be dead. Fortunately, he managed to suppress his anger, almost suffering internal injuries from holding it in.
It had indeed been quite some time since they last met, but there was truly no need for such excitement. However, Nan Xian had always been this kind of person, able to get along with anyone and never putting on airs.
"Me? Master?" Qin Tian was stunned. If he were to talk about a master, he already had one, but Old Man Kong had gone missing.
Meanwhile, on Tu Bishi's side, since Zhu Rong and Gong Gong could not bear to attack their own kin, and under the suggestion of Ancestral Witch Houtu, they joined forces to hypnotize Tu Bishi, who was being controlled by the Night Demon. Then, Houtu quickly took her back to Longbo.
Yun Mo's words didn't need to be explained; everyone understood. In essence, she had known all along that Blue Star was merely a pawn sacrificed to deal with the Star Alliance.
Nan Wen truly resembled a great demon who disregarded everything, so no matter how many things happened, her mood would not fluctuate in the slightest. Even the chilling words spoken just now were delivered with utmost calmness.
Then, the 22 bombers, having replenished their ammunition, once again headed towards Wei Gong Shidao's base. This time, their target was Wei Gong Shidao's tank factory.
However, Zhang Xun also knew that meeting a courtesan was not easy. Usually, it required a lot of money or impressing them with talent. He had already prepared many poems from Earth in his mind, intending to use them to impress the courtesan.
When the Third Prince received this news, he showed no reaction. To him, Zhang Xun was just an insignificant stumbling block. His death was insignificant, and there was no reason to be happy.
Thinking of this, Bill Gates felt even more that he could not miss this opportunity. Although a voice in Bill Gates's heart told him not to sell equity at this time, selling at this moment would have a huge impact on the stock price and investor confidence, and might even trigger a collapse.