Chapter 46 He Is the Person I Hate the Most

"Senior, I truly know I was wrong. Considering how sincerely I love Senior, please put in a good word for me."
"If the Xu family goes bankrupt because of me, I will be tortured to death. Senior, you have always been kind-hearted, please save me."
Xu Nuo grabbed onto Yu Zi's trouser leg with a death grip, tilting her head back to look at her with imploring eyes.
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That person would surely never have imagined that everything they fought with all their might to see was merely a web of lies spun on a whim.
The wooden deck of the warship was still contracting, exposing the long keel originally located on the central axis to the open air.
Throwing open his arms and throwing back his head in a howl, the eight tentacles formed by black mist behind him spread outward and then converged together, transforming into a giant tentacle one meter in diameter and twenty meters long that lunged fiercely toward Gu Yi.
A series of familiar voices echoed in Zhang Yuanbo's ears, and the dazed and absent-minded look in his eyes grew increasingly profound. His sudden reunion with his four sworn brothers overwhelmed him with such intense emotion that hot tears streamed down his entire face.
The reason the village committee invited an opera troupe to perform this year was because people here in Hongyang eat their New Year's Eve dinner late, usually starting around eight or nine in the evening. This left a gap of time before the meal, which could be spent watching the Spring Festival Gala, but since the gala nowadays is not exciting enough, it is better to hire an opera troupe to liven things up.
Lu Zuofu was also an extraordinary man; otherwise, he would not have committed all of Minsheng Company's vessels to the emergency transport operations without charging a single penny.
Relying on various mineral deposits within the rock strata, they constructed arsenals deep beneath the surface of Mars, continuously manufacturing all kinds of starships.
Ao Muyang slowly opened his eyes to see Wang Dongliang's chubby face twisted in a thousand ways, unsure whether he was terrified or choking on seawater.
"Shall I open the door?" Perhaps mistaking the young man's silence for docility, she asked with a smiling inquiry.
He closed his eyes in agony as self-reproach surged like a tide into his heart. His discipline and selfishness had ultimately hurt the person he cherished most.
"You follow me everywhere, acting just like a secret agent tailing someone. I'm already in this state, could I possibly run away?" Xiang Yunqing said with a trace of resentment.
"Mr. Dong, please believe in the sincerity of our Toyo Group. We are not only looking to cooperate with you within the Asian region; more than that, we hope both sides can become global strategic partners. Therefore, today, to demonstrate our sincerity, we have prepared a grand gift for Mr. Dong," Kenji Watanabe said with an utterly sincere expression.
Then came the sound of a blade slicing through the cervical vertebrae, followed by a faint, teeth-grating friction between the metal edge and bone. Immediately after, a surge of piping-hot blood spurted from the neck, splashing all over Wang Nanbei's face.
While the professional players were discussing among themselves, the time quietly reached three o'clock. Accompanied by a metallic clanging sound, the numerous players finally snapped back to their senses and hurriedly cast their gazes toward the screens before them.
"Hey, what's with the formalities? Who knows, I might need your help with something down the road?" Bureau Chief Kong joked half-seriously, half-playfully.
Along the way to the "ghost ship" Byron, Rey had already heard the news of Seth's death from the now-confirmed-deceased Casy.
Although Wang Nanbei had some understanding of time bombs, bomb disposal was definitely not his forte.
On this special day, all the teachers and students of our school also organized themselves voluntarily, preparing to hold a candlelight prayer event at the stadium during the evenings of the mourning period. Using the faint, flickering light of candles to illuminate the path to heaven, we wish those departed souls a peaceful journey.
The two former collaborators of Chen Fan, though they rarely communicated, had nonetheless helped relay quite a bit of information for him.
In China, its initial selling point was the ability to provide hotel-level, star-rated catering and accommodation services—up to five stars—anytime and anywhere according to customer demands, as long as there was an open space nearby.