Chapter 136: I Am Too Poor

Why has America become like this!
I want to make America great again!
Pardon me, my thoughts wandered for a moment; I almost thought it was the Donald.
The next day, Ao Xi received a phone call instructing him to report back to the police station, as he had been reinstated.
Even as he drove there, he was filled with perplexity. How could it be so fast? What on earth were Internal Affairs doing? Couldn't they have investigated for a few more days?
Garen chuckled softly. "That little affair of yours, while certainly no small matter in the past, happened yesterday—"
"Yuezi... then our mother, is she doing well now?" I swallowed hard, asking in the softest, lightest voice I could muster toward the Yuezi before me... or rather, my sister, whom I had been separated from for twenty-three years.
Even from afar, apart from Li Chang'an, all the ghosts felt the Buddha statue radiating a scorching, blinding spiritual light, not daring to approach it even slightly.
A user with the screen name 'I Have an Unyielding Spear' was the first to reply to Xiao Shanhe's post, speaking with the tone of a senior veteran and demanding that Xiao Shanhe kowtow to him.
The Wrath of the Fire God combined with the Sword of Heavenly Slaughter—without a doubt, this was a bloody massacre. Even if those two opponents had been on par with him in strength, they would still have found it difficult to block his advance.
That bowl, made of an unknown black material, was sprinkled with chopped scallions. When scalded by the boiling noodle broth, the rising steam carried a rich fragrance straight into one's face.
The banquet could hardly be described as anything less than lavish, with every single dish being a masterpiece of the master chef. Yet, not a single person at the table picked up their chopsticks, and not a word was spoken, as if the entire table of delicacies was merely for show, and all the diners were mere mannequins.
The difference was that District -6 was sparsely populated; the difference was that opening a door here revealed nothing but darkness and a chilling aura.
No matter what suspicions the leaders might have harbored, seeing those living people and ravenous ghosts standing right before their very eyes left them with no room for disobedience! After Liu Qingxuan finished speaking with a few concise words, they all expressed their full cooperation.
"I just don't want to wake up. Why did you make me wake up!" Jin Nian cried out with intense emotion.
The rest of the people were busy with their tasks, while at that moment, Ye Lingfeng went directly into seclusion to expel the poison.
Someone had poured slops all over the spot where they usually set up their stall, leaving it sticky and impossible to step on. Every time they finished work, they would clean up the surrounding area, so this was undoubtedly done by someone on purpose.
Ever since he decided to come to this cursed tomb of the bees, Sha Dutian had been annoyed all the way and had long been itching to vent his frustration. If not for cooperating with Mo Jin yang, he probably would have beaten Mo Jin yang to a pulp long ago.
Ge Xi Ranfeng was so infuriated by Sha Dutian's words that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Masters on the Mysterious Continent all knew that the Ge Xi clan were not only adept at utilizing fierce gales, but could also unleash airwaves out of thin air, projecting them from their limbs, mouth, and eyes. Unaware of this, Sha Dutian naturally assumed that Ge Xi Ranfeng was playing dirty.
"Who is it?" A familiar voice came through the phone—a long-missed, yet deeply magnetic voice.
Song Tianyan froze for a moment, then burst into laughter. Having been fellow disciples for nearly ten years, this was the first time he had ever received such sincere gratitude from Chong Jing.
Li Hongrui put down the jade vial and looked at it carefully for a long time before finally setting the piece of paper down. When the paper landed on the table, it had returned to its original pristine whiteness.
Next, a middle-aged man came over to speak with them. After exchanging a few words with Ye Zhen regarding medical arts to confirm that she was indeed a genuine physician, he led them away to another courtyard.
I could empathize completely. They must have been waiting just like me for the day our father would come to take us back. Yet that day seemed to arrive, only to prove as illusory as a dream; when the dream shattered upon waking, I found I could no longer trace any sign of my older brother.
The lights in the venue gradually dimmed, leaving only the crystal-like radiance glowing upon the stage. As the music began to play, the models walked out onto the runway in an orderly sequence.
Therefore, getting a parrot of such extraordinary beauty and rare conversational ability into the hands of Consort Liang was simply as easy as could be.