Chapter 30: Braised Eggs

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What nonsense about strategic attacks; it is all in vain. When you see it with your own eyes, you realize that strength is the only absolute truth.

Tang Zhihang tried to retreat upon hearing this, but it was already too late. He felt beams of light shooting up from the ground all around him, and their target was clearly his body. Instinct told him that if he did not dodge in time, he would certainly be pierced through.

One had to admit that the fat man was truly thick-skinned. No matter how much the surrounding people criticized him, he remained unmoved. He was convinced that these people only dared to attack him with words and would never truly take action. It really lived up to the saying: "A person who has no shame is invincible."

From the moment Qianxue began using her fire spirit ability, Yang Bian had been ready to strike. Her innate skill, air temperature regulation, also had the effect of altering her own heat and cold tolerance.

Deeply grateful to Ni Duoshi, she smiled and said, "Thank you." Just as Ni Duoshi was about to reply, he suddenly saw dark clouds rolling overhead, and the Lion King, Weizhentian, patrolling in the sky.

"This is perfectly normal. It has been like this for years, and the Butterfly Flower Fifth Team is no exception. They must make way for the core team; otherwise, wouldn't the core team that the academy has painstakingly cultivated be a waste?" someone remarked.

Come to think of it, this girl was actually quite impressive. Although her personality was a bit wild, her appearance and figure were beyond reproach. At nearly 1.7 meters tall, with two long, fair legs, she could bewitch anyone.

After that man was subdued, he trembled in terror. No matter what Chu Feng asked, he just kept screaming, unable to say a single word.

"When did this Chinese restaurant open? The business is actually booming to this extent," Ma En said, looking around and sighing.

The village chiefs of Dongwang and Nanwang turned around and left with their people. Consequently, when the chief of Siping Village arrived at Jiang Family Village, he only encountered the chief of Jiang Family Village.

Kardashian’s voice was very flat, but beneath that flatness lay emotions that Rodi could not decipher.

The Tongjia clan was a source of pain in his heart. The happiness of Yinzhen and Wanru blinded his eyes and scorched his heart. He felt he had failed the Tongjia clan; he felt guilty, and he missed them. Kangxi’s feelings were complex, and such emotions were foreign to him; he felt somewhat ill at ease.

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"Before you make threats, worry about yourself. It is uncertain whether you can even leave this place today; how dare you speak so arrogantly about revenge? How laughable!" I said calmly.

The men sitting at the same table as the burly fellow exchanged glances. They had remained silent, but as soon as the two young men appeared, their faces turned ashen: they were experts, absolute masters! They wondered how their fourth brother had managed to offend them.

"The Empress Dowager is critically ill; why do you seem so indifferent?" Yinzhen asked, puzzled, watching Wanru eat and drink just as she always did.

He ended up vomiting violently in the pool in front of the dormitory, which cleared his head a little, and then he splashed his face with water.

"Leave it; the soup can be brought in a quarter of an hour," the handsome man in black spoke coldly. His voice matched his appearance—chilly, yet deep and magnetic, perfectly complementing his beauty.

"In that case, you are my great benefactor," He Shuai said from the bottom of his heart. If this were reality rather than a game, Eunuch Zhang could truly be considered his savior.

Although the free medical consultations Wen Qihang intended to implement were an unprecedented blessing for the common people, it was precisely because they were unprecedented that, once implemented, Wen Qihang’s reputation among the populace would reach an unparalleled level.

"Damn it! He let him escape!" Wang said angrily, but he did not blame Lin Chuan, for he knew that Lin Chuan’s soul had been injured earlier, and it was indeed easy for problems to arise if he participated in the battle; it was unavoidable.

Chu Yao’s expression tightened. She flicked the tip of her foot, and instantly, a flame lotus bloomed beneath her, steadily supporting her body.

Zhang Gaohui finally snapped back to reality. He trembled with excitement; this meant the Zhang family’s company was about to take another leap forward.

However, they were not afraid, because the seventh-level contracted author who had just died had only recently reached that stage, whereas the nine remaining web authors were at the seventh or eighth level, with several at the eighth.

Having retreated nearly three hundred feet, the middle-aged man steadied himself. Gazing at Chu Yi from afar, a look of gravity appeared in his eyes.

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If she had a choice, she would rather let Wu Dalang take advantage of her. Thinking of this, Xiangxiang turned her head and glanced at Ye Yingfan.

When the group of over five thousand people approached, they saw a youth in silver armor, holding a long spear, standing majestically atop a golden-maned beast.

In the night sky, Li Xiao waved his arm, and his Fangtian Painted Halberd flashed with a chilling light that illuminated the wilderness. The energy fluctuations shook the heavens and earth, and the nearby fallen trees were instantly pulverized into dust and vanished into ashes.

"Kindaichi, I would like to ask you, other than selling for a good price, what use does the Spirit Pearl have for Dr. Cao? I don't think Dr. Cao is a greedy man!" Yang Ling said, a bit angry.

It was just a pity that, restricted by the production capacity of the shampoo, the output could not be increased. In truth, Han Feng was unwilling to mass-produce it; after all, mass production would mean his secret recipe would be leaked. Such a clever fellow was not willing to make such a losing deal.

Xiang Ju glanced at the butler and, throwing out a "Be sharper when doing things in the future," walked toward the dining room.

That night, in that villa, no one survived. Two professional killers wiped away all traces and burned the entire villa to the ground.

Tiger Claw showed an excited expression, but inwardly he groaned, fearing that if he had to eat any more, he would lose his life right there.

Could it be that the speed of progress of the Western powers had already surpassed that of the Ming Dynasty in the era he had lived in before?

She could not afford to worry about the male wolf she had kicked, which had already leaped up to launch another pounce at her.