Chapter 141: Three More Dead

"Go play somewhere else, you little brats!"

The first little thug hurriedly ran over to retrieve the skateboard. Picking it up, he walked towards the rear left of the car, glanced inside, and nodded at another little thug.

The second little thug responded and slowly walked toward the rear right door of the taxi.

Medrano, the little thug inside the car, already sensed that something was wrong. He looked around wildly from the back seat, shouting, "Drive! Drive already!"

The driver, however, refused to move. As for the previously heard Foundation Establishment sect, Heavenly Peak Sect, it was not to be found on the map; its location was presumably further north.

Meanwhile, the officials who usually tried to curry favor with him hurriedly retreated dozens of steps, avoiding him like a plague of snakes and scorpions, terrified of being implicated.

My arrival instantly silenced these unruly thugs. They cast cold and ferocious glares at me, as if intending to give me a harsh warning right off the bat.

Upon hearing this, Chen Bin was utterly shocked. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Impossible... That was the most brilliant part of the entire game. How could it possibly be the catalyst for you to see through the truth? Absolutely impossible."

Geng Yujie, who had kept vigil outside the Grand Escort Agency for days on end, returned to her residence in the capital in low spirits.

"You don't need to be so polite with me. Didn't you say earlier that we are friends? It's only right for friends to care for and look out for one another," Ji Wenxi said leisurely.

A face as youthful and adorable as that, paired with such a voice, was simply... too terrifying, making one's hair stand on end.

It was over. He actually had a penchant for men; no way! She had never noticed when he had started taking an interest in males.

Meeting the latter's deep and meaningful gaze, Han Sui suddenly felt a chill in his heart, his entire body freezing stiff.

The smile vanished from Tan Ruonan's face, leaving her heart aching with bitterness. He was still just a child, yet he had been sold to a place like this simply to survive.

After about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, the bridal sedan chair finally stopped. Hearing the words of the matron outside, Su Wannang finally realized that they had arrived at the groom's residence where the bride was to be welcomed.

With the final words falling, a familiar, tall, and straight figure appeared in the line of sight of Ye Lingxi and Rong Tian, instantly causing both of their eyes to narrow dangerously.

Fu Shenxing only smiled, choosing not to argue with her. "Regardless of whether you are pregnant or not, stop making a fuss and don't hurt yourself."

Ersha did not shout outside, and Su Wannang had no idea whether he had left or not. All she knew was that outside, it was deathly quiet.

"Oh, don't you worry. I'll just say it was a gift from a colleague. What does that have to do with you, Yantang?" Shen Jingshi laughed, his eyes crinkling into crescent shapes.

"When Yantang went to Songzhou last time, he told Changge that you were very beautiful, and Changge has been wanting to meet you ever since!" Recalling the scene when he first met Changge, Su Qian sighed inwardly at how time flies; in the blink of an eye, he was about to become a father.

She, whom the master valued so greatly, had simply slipped out of the imperial palace, abandoning the status and honor that rightfully belonged to hers. Such a lack of ambition truly disappointed both him and Zhu.

On either side of the competition stage, large colored hydrogen balloons floated, holding long banners with bold print advertisements.

It was already dusk. Many people were coming and going around the woods. With its trees and the lake, the place was quite picturesque.

"Bulls***! Who says Qiu Tian isn't a member of my Blood Corpse Clan? I'll give you one more minute to think. If you don't hand him over, don't blame me for turning hostile and ignoring all ties!" Hearing Lin昊's words, the burly man cursed aloud, his demeanor extremely aggressive and domineering.

The theoretical figure given by Dr. Haino was Mach 3, yet the armor only reached Mach 2.5 in flight, and no matter what, it refused to accelerate any further after hitting Mach 2.5.

Though the Venerable Red was speaking in polite and evasive clichés without any real substance, Li Ping'an understood his underlying meaning.

As for Mo Yushang, upon returning home, he realized that the things Qingmu and the others had bought were still in his car. He promptly took them out of the trunk, carried them inside, placed them in the living room, and then headed upstairs, thinking he would just send them over to Qingmu tomorrow.