Chapter 286: I Am Iron Man

Beep—

Morning sunlight fell on the earth, on Saqi Street in Fukesi Town, a horn sounded.

Su Qing opened the car window and looked at Bella inside the pickup truck, who kept trying to start the engine, shouting: "Bella, your car broke down again!"

"I don't know why, I had someone fix it yesterday evening and it was working, but this morning it won't start again." Bella's eyes flashed with helplessness as she said.

Of course, I tampered with it again.

Didn't Mom say that if you encounter a problem you can't solve, you can call 11o to find a police uncle?

Bai Yalin sensed Tang Mosen's doubt; she tightened her grip on his suit sleeve.

I could understand the first half about the red date, but I didn't get what the second half meant for a moment.

As for the other members of the Ji family, I've worked myself to death all these years, yet no one feels grateful toward me.

I had to go out wearing big sunglasses and a mask, tightly covered. I miss the days when I could go out casually, not even attracting a glance from cats or dogs; even if I squatted in a corner to rest, I felt no pressure.

Qingyu's luck really isn't great; she actually shares a room with Xingzhen, and of course there are two more people besides them. Four simple bunk beds are lined up in a row, separated by screens, but they only provide a slight partition, giving each person a relatively private space.

The town mayor's third son and Leng Hua's husband had just returned; he seemed an honest man, doting on his wife, and immediately told her to sit inside and do nothing.

Nanlai Ju is a gathering place for artworks; whether visitors come to appreciate or to buy paintings, the proprietor welcomes them warmly. Perhaps he himself is a lover of painting, so he feels a mutual affinity with these people.

"Anyway, I can't outrun you, what tricks do you have?" Huaying's tone carried a hint of resentment.

Before the meat aroma could spread, a large white eagle flew up and circled above the forest where they were.

On that Netherworld Sword, at this moment a series of sharp beams shot out, carving a fierce ravine between Gaoxuan and Han Zirong.

However, from his feeble mind, it seems his original form is losing human intelligence; likely under overwhelming firepower, with mutants and evolvers everywhere, survival of the fittest is the choice.

The value of one Nourishing Origin Pill is about ten spirit stones; a dozen or so are only over a hundred spirit stones, not as precious as Qingyang's Ten Grass Bright Heart Pill. If I don't take something else, the Duanmu family will surely feel uneasy.

Since Yang Mo is a Bloodcloth Person and had lain in ambush here with others, he surely knows that I went with Master Shihan to the Ancient Style Continent; being followed outside the inn in Blue Rock City may just be a decoy, its purpose possibly just to mislead me.

On the contrary, as Gaoxuan's sword fell, that crimson light pillar burst forth with even greater light.

This time his goal was clear: he went to all the nearby newsstands to inquire about that grand wedding five years ago and the hundred-million dowry.

Tangshan found it strange—why go under the bridge to conduct proper business? Did he need to wash himself clean in the river first? To appear mature and steady, he didn't ask rashly, just silently followed behind downstream.

Duanmu Gaoyang is different; he stayed in the Yao family for a long time and knows some of the rules of the Heavenly Sword Holy Dynasty. As for the Supervisory Commissioner, that position hasn't appeared for thousands of years; its reappearance must be the Crown Prince's doing.

Yuan Tan has always tried to explain that everything is superstition, but not only did he fail to convince Xun You and the others, he instead made everyone worry about incurring heavenly punishment.

This person is covered in blood; no doubt he's being hunted by enemies. To avoid bringing trouble on themselves, they had to dispose of him quickly, lest his foes come after them.