Volume 1, Chapter 145: The True Face of Jiang Yao

"I am targeting Jiang Yao." Shen Chaowu blinked slowly, snatched the letter of understanding she had just written from Shen Xingchen's hand, and her fingers flicked slightly.

Right in front of Shen Xingchen, she tore the letter to shreds.

The snowy-white fragments fluttered like snowflakes before Shen Xingchen’s eyes, all falling to the ground. Zhou Niannian watched, then stepped on them a few times.

Shen Chaowu raised an eyebrow, her bright, shimmering eyes holding a faint, mocking smile. "Now, I am intentionally targeting Jiang Yao. Do you understand?"

Shen Xingchen: "..."

After saying this, Han Qiu's gaze suddenly turned frivolous, sweeping unscrupulously over Kate's sexy body.

Helplessly, the relevant departments directly shut down those merchants selling V masks. Some officials even came to accuse Huaxian, claiming that authorizing unauthorized merchants to sell the masks was an illegal act.

The floating battleship was vast, with winding corridors and layers of rooms, much like a labyrinth. Without someone to guide the way, one would inevitably get lost.

"Miss Ning, there is no need for you to worry about Xiaoyan; I will buy her whatever she lacks. These are tokens of appreciation from us—as husband and wife—and the Han family. Please, just accept them." Dou Hu tied the final knot on the rope and chuckled happily.

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I looked, still shaken, at the sharp hairpin embedded straight into the carpet. I truly couldn't believe that if Zhize hadn't acted in time just now, I would surely have been dead or severely injured.

In an instant, Yu Zinuo felt as if she had lost all gravity, collapsing softly onto the floor, her eyes hollow and vacant.

The members of the Wild Wave team were curious, but since their leader hadn't left, they just stood where they were and waited.

Huangfu Lei ignored them, walking over elegantly, looking at her with deep affection. A perfect curve played upon his lips, deadly enough to stop a heart; it was as if he had descended from the clouds.

"A gentleman’s word is bond; once promised, there is no going back! Once you have completed your studies, I will hand over the management of the largest silk shop in Jiangnan to you." Zhan Long hurriedly stood up to help her to her feet, his eyes filled with irrepressible joy.

Qiushui Yihan smiled, took another look at Su Mu in the air, and then turned and left.

Jiang Boran shouldered his camera and chased after Ning Tan. Turning his head, he caught sight of the direction Ning Tan was looking and felt instantly displeased.

Xiao Chen’s life and death did not just concern Jiezhou; it would affect the very structure of the Wei Kingdom and was of extraordinary significance to the world.

"The patient I am responsible for is an adult male named Tong Le. Judging by all indicators, he is perfectly normal. Aside from a slight suspicion of antisocial tendencies, his mental state generally falls within the range of a normal person."

Sneaking to the edge of the pear orchard with Feng Yu, Xiao Chen discovered that the fence in front of them was not high, and picking a few pears would not be difficult at all.

Moreover, there was one among them who was even more sensitive to monsters than Zhuang Bufan.

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Genos dared not continue to imagine further. Genos considered Saitama-sensei retiring from this point on to be the best possible outcome.

"After all, in our line of work, don't all those who refuse to change eventually end up resigning?"

"Yeah." Xu Qingyu reached out and pulled the seatbelt, drawing it from her shoulder and clicking it into the buckle near her waist.

Given the current situation, Ming Zheng had every reason to believe that if this man’s hand shook or he got too excited, he might just end her.

"Tiantian, did you find anything?" With the powerful God of Wealth system helping, Wang Sanchui felt much more relaxed and summoned her in his mind.

Jin Mang finally understood and felt much more at ease, then leisurely continued walking forward.

The Young Master was dressed in a black and red brocade robe with a cinched waist. A piece of white jade hung simply from his leather belt. His face was as handsome as jade, his eyes like morning stars. He merely lifted his eyelids faintly, then offered no further reaction.

"Third brother, don't be afraid! If he dares to beat you again, I’ll beat him every time I see him!" Hearing Wang Sanchui’s account—Su Hu was never a good person to begin with, as everyone in Zhaoge knew—Zi Yan said fiercely.