29. The Greasy Steamed Bun

"Hey, watch your tone. Who do you think you're talking to?" Fu Xiao glared at him, displeased.

Mo Shuangjun woke up and reached out, but found the space beside his left hand empty. He threw the entire quilt onto the floor.

A group of people dashed out of the forest and stopped by a river; it was He Chenguang and the men of the Fierce Tiger Sixth Company.

The two captives dodged desperately, but after struggling for a long time, they couldn't escape, their mouths still stuffed with socks.

This severely injured stranger looked too much like a villain; preparations had to be made. If he turned out to be a bad guy, Detective Lei would surely be able to handle him.

Chen Bei slammed his hand onto the table so hard that the teacup flew into the air and hit the ground with a crisp sound.

Three days later, Jiang Xianyang recalled his army of rats. "Go back and teach your subordinates how to use pinhole cameras, how to tail people, and so on," Jiang Xianyang instructed.

With that, the two exchanged a glance. The stout executive ran toward another window, while the short executive prepared to break through Zhou Jingyi's obstruction.

Those who live in the underworld are greedy. Regardless of who lives or dies, as long as people haven't returned, those on the shore feel an unbearable itch, always fearing that they will miss out on a good thing.

Gu Tian, who had decided to just lie down and accept defeat in this assessment, was waiting for the others to attack him during the upcoming melee so he could take a punch or kick and then just collapse on the spot.

The ceremonial procession for the first-rank imperial consort and the secondary first-rank imperial consort was already prepared in the courtyard, with two golden-roofed, phoenix-embroidered palanquins waiting right before them.

Everyone looked at Nanny Xu in surprise, waiting for her to enlighten them. Having many children and grandchildren was one of the pursuits of the people of that time; why wouldn't one be happy? It was said that when Lady Xing heard that Lady Wang was pregnant, she accidentally smashed a piece of porcelain, which showed how envious, jealous, and hateful she was.

The meaning was already very clear: if I fell into someone else's hands, I would have already perished. Very well, since that was the case, I simply held back my emotions, cast a sidelong glance and a smile, and headed toward the front. It was only then that I discovered there were many, many white pear blossoms in the courtyard.

Meng Xingchen and the other two were quite speechless at his over-familiarity. Yet, at the same time, they felt a pang of sadness. Except for his wife, everyone could see his love for her; he even unabashedly acted as if he were already hers.

"Duck, do you remember our conversation at the Naples estate in Colombia?" Chen Chumo asked.

"I think so too. Our promotional vehicle really looks a bit shabby compared to the colorful booths others have set up," Chen Hongxia said, looking at several pretty girls nearby who were also promoting products.

"Ha—" Princess Wen Yinrao laughed in surprise. "Wait for me." She had already vanished like a puff of smoke. Living on a deserted island made her fear that her own language skills would atrophy; she would even talk to herself from time to time. That sense of loneliness was like wild grass.

"What a fool. How could such a silly person conceive twice?" The tone was one of pure envy, jealousy, and hatred.

This scared Leng Yue half to death. He immediately stepped forward to hold him, saying with a serious tone, "You are pregnant now. You can't be jumping around like this anymore. It's very dangerous, do you understand?"

Wu Qian looked at the table and saw a section of chain. He picked it up and tested it; it was indeed made of the same material as the iron chains.

Having walked about ten miles, Tang Ao saw Man Tian and the cavalry unit he led. They were surrounded by a large group of blood-red figures locked in battle. Seeing this, Tang Ao's eyes darkened, and he ordered his men to charge in immediately.

Upon reaching the entrance to the mechanism tunnel, everyone filed in one by one. Tang Ao took a position at the back, not rushing to get ahead. A short while after those in front entered, cries of pain echoed from within; clearly, someone had already been hit.

As they spoke, the delivery person set down the food, had Wu Yinan and his team sign for it, and turned to leave.

When Tang Youyou scrolled to his number, she hesitated. Would that man be very busy at this hour? Would it be convenient for him to answer the phone?

No matter how powerful an existence one might be, one can only adapt to the laws and use them to achieve one's purpose, creating better conditions for one's energy to erupt and fully display its power. No one can truly change or construct the laws themselves.

Tang Youyou ran into the room in a panic, slammed the door shut with a bang, and locked it tight.

Did he have to be so disgusted? And to say such things right to his face—had she not considered his feelings at all?

Just after leaving the high slope behind the mountain pass and walking into a stretch of yellow sand, Tang Ao's eyelids suddenly twitched. A strong sense of crisis rose in his heart, so he immediately stopped and signaled for those behind him to halt and remain on alert.

"Senior Blood, this Senior God is someone I met in the mine. It is thanks to this senior that we were able to figure out the situation inside," Tang Ao said, stepping forward to explain to Blood Bat and the Butcher.