Chapter 44 Liu Yongming Goes Mad

With such a commotion breaking out right here, and the police station just next door, the officers arrived very quickly.

Upon inquiry, it turned out that Liu Li was the one who initiated the provocation. Looking at Liu Li's horrifyingly battered face, the officers couldn't help but rub their foreheads in exasperation. "Just pay for the damages! There's nothing else to be said!"

Ma Cuihua slammed the table in fury. "Pay for what damages! Those fish aren't even dead, why should we have to pay? My daughter's face has been ruined, why aren't you making them pay? I think you lot are all in it together!"

"Just because they said the fish couldn't be sold—"

Although she had only been watching for ten minutes, Xin Youqing already had a hunch that this drama was going to be fantastic.

The pretty sister, the bald brother, the chubby brother... even Ah Gou managed to earn the title of Brother Dog.

As for that substance, let alone having an antidote at present, not many people probably even knew what it actually was.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a probationary demon-slaying emissary within the Demon Suppression Division, which was also the lowest rank among demon-slaying emissaries.

Taking advantage of the night, Nick had broken into the club alone the previous night, gravely injuring Thomas and rescuing the young pups from the club.

Due to the camera angle, looking up from below, one could only see iron plates suspended in the air by chains.

Observing her interactions with her four partners, there was no sense of superiority, no commands or beatings, only deep harmony.

When he first arrived in this world, Shen Changqing felt somewhat unaccustomed to it, but as time went on, he grew used to it.

Donghualing and Taishu Qi exchanged a glance, looked toward the direction of the shattered demon realm, let out a soft sigh, and departed with their clansmen.

With no other choice, against these cannon-fodder footsoldiers possessing merely a first-generation divine physique, even Han Yi could beat them to death with bare hands in just three punches and two kicks.

Regarding Carl's words, Pan Zhen didn't hesitate to voice a dissenting opinion, once again steering the topic back toward Leina. His gaze locked tightly onto Carl, leaving him no room to evade as he waited for his reply.

Chu Ling nodded and said, "I've really troubled Aunt Wang this time. I'll be more mindful after I get back, and when I have some time, I'll go to Shandong to visit you all."

Immediately afterward, the goat-bearded Taoist swelled up entirely and charged toward the battlefield below, carrying his alchemy furnace.

Zhang Yunzhi said thoughtfully, "I don't know, I can't explain it clearly either. That fox demon has already attained the nine-tailed state, and calling her a fox immortal is truly no exaggeration. Logically speaking, such a major demon wouldn't casually bring disaster to the mortal world. Once I return to the mountain sect, I will consult my master. It's getting late, why aren't you going to sleep yet?"

This was equivalent to forcing someone whose body was currently undergoing death by a thousand cuts to continue performing another high-intensity task with their soul. Simultaneously, when the soul was also exhausted to the point of extreme fatigue, they had to control an avatar to engage in a life-or-death battle against the enemy.

At present, with aerial combat not yet unlocked, they were practically invincible existences. Although Lu Yang was capable of killing them, he would inevitably find himself dragged into a grueling battle.

Advancing to a Flame Lord could be considered raising Lu Yang to another height. The subsequent stages of Flame Demon King and Flame Monarch both served to make the magic core in his mind and the threads of fire formed within his body even more powerful, rather than transforming him into another form. Therefore, as long as there was sufficient energy, his strength could be rapidly enhanced.

The phrase she uttered—"Never fight an Asian"—was a reference to a very popular series of videos on YouTube featuring various foreigners getting thoroughly beaten up by Asians after starting conflicts with them.

At this moment, Gu Jingyu's mind was completely blank, yet a barrage of thoughts was scrolling wildly across his inner screen.

When Xu Xia arrived home, the sky was just beginning to turn pale. The indoor sheer curtains draped a light, ethereal, and tranquil veil, carrying a faint clarity and a subtle haziness.

If that house still existed, Lawyer Guo would definitely not have given her such a reply. Answering in this manner could only mean one undeniable fact: the villa in Yunhai Mountain had indeed been transferred into Gu Xingwan's name.

Xu Xia was momentarily startled, not expecting her to bring this up again, which inevitably made him feel somewhat guilty. Before he and Lin An'an had clarified their relationship, he could pat his chest and declare he harbored no external desires, but now he couldn't quite bring himself to do it. Of course, although Ji Ruomin didn't voice it, she was well aware of his feelings for Lin An'an; she simply placed greater value on reality, and from that perspective, nothing had changed compared to before.