Volume 1, Main Text - Chapter 51: Visiting a Brothel

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Fang Zixuan and Hua Nongying sat opposite each other. The young man's lips curled up slightly in silence. At this moment, Hua Nongying was also temporarily at a loss for words, not knowing where to begin.

Percy stepped down from the carriage and nodded to the ten mercenaries who had dismounted behind him. "Follow me," he ordered, taking the lead as he walked up the steps of the Turnbull estate.

As Shen Changqing walked along the path, whenever he met acquaintances, they would greet each other or nod in acknowledgment.

Shangguan Jinhong took several deep breaths of inhalation and exhalation to calm his agitated mind. Everything was going peacefully here, yet the person next to him was suddenly blessed by the aura of fortune with golden light flashing again and again—was there any justice left in heaven?

At ten-thirty, the banquet was forcibly brought to an end because the police received a tip-off and rushed to the scene immediately.

Song Yilan felt that her analysis was correct, but no matter how brilliant the analysis was, it was useless without evidence. Song Yilan got dressed, rose to her feet, and slipped out quietly to search for evidence.

At this moment, Jianmenguan had no disciples to act as replacements yet. A long sword was planted right in the center of the gates of Jianmenguan. A blade walked step by step toward that long sword, glared at it, and the long sword snapped in two.

Judging by how Wen Yuanyuan instantly thought of her biological uncle, Gongyang Shang, as a participant, if one set aside the love-brain trope, wasn't she also a vibrant, living person?

This old Peng's older brother had once asked Zhao Daha for a favor, and since he himself had met Zhao Daha a few times, he could manage to strike up a conversation.

Because of a heavy downpour during the day, many of the lanterns prepared for the lantern festival were soaked. As night fell, although a few lanterns were hung up, it was utterly incomparable to the scale of previous years.

Everything has two sides; if something isn't noticed ordinarily, it's simply because the manifestation of its other side isn't strong enough.

Besides, he needed money within the next couple of days, and who knew when the auction in that world would be held? He couldn't afford to wait and didn't have the leisure time to spare. Moreover, didn't He Zhenxiang just say there wasn't one anytime soon? Before coming here, he hadn't coordinated his story with Zhang Duanwei, so what he said must be the absolute truth.

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Most of the time, they acted alone with no sign of belonging to any demon organization. Shuten-doji had invited them as lone-wolf demons, but without exception, they all refused. When he encountered belligerent ones, they would engage in fierce battles.

"Half an hour? That's too long!" Everyone frowned, but regardless, Du Qi had already begun making his move.

However, to suddenly shell out more than twenty billion RMB to purchase Paramount, they lacked that kind of boldness.

After Su Ni finished speaking, the entire world fell silent. Even the usually cold Leng Qian had twitching lips at this moment, and within those frosty pupils was an unmasked astonishment and speechlessness.

In fact, the moment Cao Cao left the city, Ma Chao received the news. Although he looked down on Cao Cao, he never expected Cao Cao to deploy nearly fifteen thousand troops to array themselves outside the city walls. Scouts reported that white funeral banners were hung among the Cao army's formation—a desperate stance of seeking life through death that chilled the soul.

Sometimes they exhaust the people and drain the treasury, sometimes they needlessly increase casualties, but sometimes they also magnify national might and benefit future generations.

"We met her. Illya has been captured, and Heracles has been consumed by the evils of this world." Poisonous Island Saeko dropped to one knee, lowering her head, not daring to look directly into the eyes of Ye Xingchen, as she reported to him what she had witnessed.

The state of mind honed through ten years of bitter cultivation was actually stirred into ripples by that pretty face of Qin Moyu.

Turning around, Bo Yuanxi looked at Xu Ruhong. The latter was also observing Li Zhongnan's recent battle, and clearly, a trace of bewildered astonishment was visible on his face.

Thinking of this, Ye Xian tightly pressed his lips together, his expression turning cold and stern. The imposing aura of a second-rank senior official on him became even more intimidating, instantly plunging the guards of the palace gate bureau into absolute silence.

Furthermore, although the country had been founded, many policies remained unchanged. Although political parties were united—and even supervised and governed the government through the party—they did not directly interfere in local political issues. If anyone dared to use their status as a party member to interfere in local policies, you could report them, and the disciplinary inspection committee would handle it.

Si Kongqin's brow furrowed once more, and she smiled, "You're too polite!" She disliked the smell of tobacco, and over the years, not a single man dining with her had ever smoked right in front of her face.

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"Master, how should I respond to them!?" Dong Zhengshan stood respectfully before Ruimu Yingnian and asked.

Meanwhile, Zhang Bing, Chen Weiye, Luo Nana, and others also successively watched Qiu Yang's busking video, experiencing the exact same inner feelings as Huang Bo.

"We subordinates were merely acting in accordance with the circumstances and were just about to ask for Eldest Sister's opinion!" Wuhua smiled and nodded as he said.

Since Yang Yong had put things to this extent, what reason did Smith have to refuse? He could only bite the bullet and push forward. Fortunately, Smith was well aware of Yang Yong's financial foundation; a loss of thirty or fifty thousand US dollars was merely a drop in the bucket to Yang Yong, a loss he could easily afford.

Fortunately, the situation in the main army camp and even the shift-rotation schedules had already been reported back by other scouts. As long as they figured it out and coordinated to pull off a switcheroo, it would not be a problem.

"Could it be that we just happened to catch the armored beetles out foraging?" You Ruo searched all around, checking every single hole on the walls, yet still found nothing.

"Then I can't think of anything else..." Chen Ye Yuan helplessly expressed that he had no solution. Chiba Ishihara and Matsumoto Rangiku also lacked any clues.

"Master Taibai and the Japanese delegation have returned! This time, the people coming from Japan are all heavyweight officials!" Pei Yan hurried forward to greet them.

Damn it! Yan Fei felt he had arrived at a bad time. Having just finished a war in the African sector, he immediately ran into another war upon arriving in the European sector. What the hell! Why did the current world feel even more chaotic than when the apocalypse broke out?