Chapter 54: He Could Also Completely Block the Road

Actually, Su Qingli wasn’t planning to go, but Ruillin spoke up for her and supported her!

“Miss Su, what do you think?”

“Alright, do you have anything to eat over there?”

“We do! More than enough!”

“Let’s go!”

...

“Village Chief Liu, rest assured. Once you arrive here, we will treat everyone equally. The farm is the hope for our survival. We hope you can manage these fields well,” Changxing said.

The giant dragon, whose existence spanned countless years, was now nothing but bones. Yet the immense sword remained pristine, radiating a chilling brilliance that kept everyone at least a hundred meters away.

Wang Shuangshou, Chu Lang, and Lin Guochuan were overjoyed when they learned the news. The three immediately conspired to use their connections and transfer Chen Fan to Fengji Prison.

This pleasant and open working atmosphere made Han Shuren feel deeply at home; he believed he could no longer leave the Asian Machinery Factory.

“Not digging anymore?” Changqing asked, puzzled. He had specially forged a life-bound treasure-grade shovel from ten-thousand-year-old mysterious iron, but after uncovering some miscellaneous ores, the digging had ceased.

The dense bones surged forward, all drawn into the vortex. Especially the head of the Wandering Sky Kunpeng, which was seized by chains erupting from the dark vortex and forcibly imprisoned.

Perhaps too excited, a divine lotus of flame floated and bloomed three feet above his head.

“It’s nothing, what could possibly happen? Let’s go buy another cup of coffee,” Lian Qianjun replied with a goofy grin upon hearing her concern.

People always focus on appearances and outcomes; the reasons are never within their scope of consideration.

It’s worth mentioning that although Qian Lai’s own salary was low, the wages he offered his employees were anything but.

But he had no time to be happy, for ahead, what he chased were only vague shadows.

The car had just arrived home when, at the door, he saw a man in his forties or fifties. Could this be Yuxuan’s relative?

In recent years, Dingfeng Enterprises had suffered declines in performance due to the chairman’s frequent illnesses, and not only that—some employees were using the company’s name to recklessly solicit clients outside. In short, the company was beset by internal and external troubles.

Lindi’s gaze might seem ordinary most times, but when he was angry or lost his temper, it turned icy cold. Even Qian Lai felt a chill, and at this moment, a single look from Lindi showcased the eight gods’ cold and sinister traits to the fullest.

The Buddha Hall remained as elegant as ever. The flickering firelight outside had died away, and smoke curled from the bronze censer, now filled with a lighter, more delicate sandalwood.

“It seems we’re not acquainted, and besides, I am indeed a deputy county magistrate!” Qin Yang replied without a trace of emotion.

As he spoke, Prince Yuejue’s hands were already placed on the edge of the coffin lid, slowly turning palms upward.

Clutching the cloth against her chest, Mu Yiyi saw Lancang Zhu mocking her and reached out to punch him hard in the chest.

“No, it shouldn’t be. I’ve already cut off Krisis’s physical network, but it’s still transmitting some sort of information to the outside world. Fujimiya isn’t capable of this—I suspect...” The man clearly recalled Krisis’s prediction about the Destruction Summoning Body; only that entity would have such power.

“Yes, Kantian Yoshito is the best defender on Japan’s team. He clearly knows how to use his body for defense and achieve the maximum defensive effect,” another commentator observed.

Zhang Yunze sat on the sofa, picked up a glass, poured some whiskey, and sipped slowly. It was spicy, it was sweet, and as it entered his mouth, it left a lingering aftertaste.