Chapter 40: Dividing the Fish

Xiao Cui's words prompted Secretary Tian. "Old Xia, how about we divide it into two-pound portions for each of us?" As he spoke, Secretary Tian pulled a one-yuan note from his jacket pocket and handed it to Xia Hongsheng. "This is one yuan; I'm taking two pounds for Director Li."

Xiao Cui wanted to say the same, but under the menacing glares of Old Qi and Qin Gang, he quickly pressed fifty cents into Xia Hongsheng’s hand.

"Old Xia, hurry up and divide it." Old Qi winked at Xia Hongsheng, signaling him to hurry up with Secretary Tian.

With a sound, a Beijing Jeep pulled up to the entrance. The window rolled down, revealing a face that was exquisite and stunningly beautiful.

Just then, a knock came from outside. She was startled; she didn't know anyone here. Who could be looking for her? Could it be the landlord?

Only by mastering the control of energy to a high degree can one manipulate objects or swords. If one’s realm were even higher, could one control everything? At that point, it would no longer be ancient martial arts, but divine power, wouldn't it?

Five seconds—at most, only five seconds—and a life ceased to exist. This was the longest five seconds I have ever experienced. Before this, I could never have imagined that such a fleeting moment was enough to turn a vibrant life into a cold, lifeless corpse.

He currently had his sights set on the development of City No. 5. But Xiang Yu had warned him that the time was not yet right.

With a thud, that bloody palm print slammed down, landing directly on the skull of the vampire master. Instantly, the wailing and utterly humiliated wretch was finished off just like that.

The expressions of the Shushan elders darkened slightly. Since Chu Yulong had said this, the Xuanbing Palace’s arrival today—while using Han Xuemei’s affair as a pretext—was definitely for this matter.

First, one must garner sufficient attention. The situation in Axis is not optimistic; with people still worrying about food and clothing, how many would care about gossip news?

After a few breaths, the deafening cheers suddenly stopped in an eerie silence. Everyone widened their eyes, staring in disbelief at the sky above.

With wild, hedgehog-like hair and a red square tattoo on his left cheek, Dragon, the leader of the Revolutionary Army, remained expressionless.

The car purchase went smoothly. The only surprise was the senior student; she had intended to recommend an affordable car to Hao Zai, but he grandly bought a Mercedes-Benz G-Class. Men just love big things.

The company scale has yet to grow, so there are currently only two executive offices: one is mine, and the other belongs to Ji Ran.

As the Revolutionary Army, they had collected many things, including Imperial Arms. It was just that some Imperial Arms could never find a suitable wielder and had to be kept in storage.

Once he understood this, his heart felt relieved. He set aside his thoughts and began to work steadily and earnestly.

Jiang You said, "How is it any different? Humans are the same; talented men never have just one wife."

Consequently, the two disciples quickly brought over the prepared rooster blood and splashed it onto the male corpse.

Thinking of the future, with Wang Ningzhi and his wife sitting at the head of the table while they sat below being lectured and disciplined, the aristocratic youths of Kuaiji could not help but sigh in frustration.

Director Zhang walked into the rehabilitation center building, hearing voices, and saw a crowd of ghosts and people at the entrance of the duty room.

Watching Jiang You eat like a big kid with grease all over his mouth, Zhao Yazhi didn't feel disgusted; instead, she felt a sense of intimacy.

I don't know why, but being around Li Xingguo always makes me feel immense pressure. Rather than staying here and walking on eggshells, it would be better to slip away quickly—at least to keep him from revealing the business about fighting pirates abroad. I don't know why, but it feels like I'm drawing a salary from one place while moonlight-ing on private jobs.

Zhuo Anran went to take Chen Chen to school, and Chen Jinghao sat to the side, watching Liu Jiaqi, who seemed somewhat restless at the moment.

Everyone was very familiar with Lin Luochen; even most of the household servants had watched him grow up.