Chapter Forty-Seven: Remember to Lock the Door

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“Stop fooling around. Do you think you can order the Song family’s people around whenever you please?” Lu Qiyue shouted sternly as he entered the dining room.

After yesterday’s incident, Lu Qiyue’s expression grew even darker whenever he saw Jiang Mengnan.

Jiang Mengnan lowered her head, choosing to play the part of an “ostrich”—if she could not see it, it did not exist.

If the Thunder Gourd could truly capture living people, then he would have gained another supreme life-saving trump card.

Had all the dead not been members of the same organization without exception, even the Commissioner of Police would probably have lost his temper.

Fang Xiaoyu hurriedly recited the Fundamental Vow Sutra of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in an effort to deliver the departed souls. In a trance, he saw immeasurable Buddhist radiance bloom from the brocade kasaya robe upon his body, spreading out and enveloping Liu Boqin within it. Liu Boqin felt nothing but comfort throughout his entire body.

At that moment, after circling in the sky for a while, a white figure slowly drifted down from the giant bird’s back. Like an immortal riding the wind through the empty heavens, it descended from the horizon into the mortal world and finally stopped before Chang Shuyuan.

They had both trained painstakingly to reach this point. One side could make a fortune and become famous, while what could the other side do? Go make movies?

“What are you all talking about?” Zhong Chuhong asked with a smile as she glanced around. She blended naturally into the lively crowd chatting away.

Gu Chi was left with only one choice. Until he found a way to deal with Hobbs, he could only temporarily end his “pioneering expedition” in the Fast and Furious world. Before leaving, however, Gu Chi still could not resist kicking Hobbs hard—he felt that this big bald man was responsible for everything.

Thus, most yellow wax stones could only be used as ornamental stones. Only a very small number of those with excellent quality—those known as jade—could be used as high-grade jade material.

This variety show had premiered on February 3 and continued for three months. Now it had reached its finale. Marvel’s media outlets had been tirelessly promoting the championship battle, and the final episode was sure to leave the streets deserted.

Even if this was meant to showcase martial arts, there was still the matter of the Monkey King losing his staff and immediately becoming useless. Was this really part of the act as well? Did they seriously think the audience were all idiots?

The two big dogs let out a howl and fell to the ground, but no matter how desperately they struggled, they could not break free of the ropes. The bindings only grew tighter. The situation had changed in an instant—not only had Bai Yuwei failed to anticipate it, even the “man” was stunned.

Seeing Yun Fei’s expression turn ugly, Zhang Yi hurriedly tried to smooth things over. But the more he tried, the worse it became, so he made up an excuse and slipped away first.

With that, Zhang Da really grabbed the clothes and walked outside. He did not forget to cast Chen Fan a knowing look, his gaze wandering over Rose, Qiangwei, and Sun Shangmei.

“Bastard, come back!” A-Zai roared. A moment earlier, a bullet from the hidden gunshot had knocked the cigarette from his mouth. Before he had even recovered, he had encountered something that looked like a monster. All his convictions and objectives had vanished; he only wanted to leave safely.

Transparent, colorless magical energy exploded across the goblin’s face in an instant, and the tremendous force sent it flying.

Ding… The presence of the other half of the system has been detected. Host, would you like to force a fusion?

“Gale, do I look too much like a psychopathic murderer?” Lu Xi shrugged and gave Gale an utterly grief-stricken expression.

Zhao Tianfeng pointed at Grandmaster Huang’s corpse and gave an order to one of the men, telling the others to continue with the assessment.

As Chen Fan breathed in the aroma of the coffee on the table, he suddenly remembered that when he had first arrived in Sucheng, Su Qianqian’s mother, Xiao Yun, seemed to have been drinking the same kind of coffee. Her lofty, superior air still echoed in his mind.

If the first shot had displayed Gu Yiran’s astonishing reaction speed, then the second had demonstrated his formidable self-confidence.

However, once Titan came over, he recognized him as one of Su Tian’s subordinates. Teacher Zhao Wuji also told him that the man was Titan, the clan leader of the Strength Clan—and a Soul Douluo.