Chapter 1117: The Big Tiger

The Material Department of the Pang Corporation had a five-story office building, towering high within a large courtyard.

After the host finished introducing Ye Fan, a slender figure slowly appeared in everyone's line of sight.

"Let's go, Senior, let's head inside the headquarters first and sit down, then I'll check if Inspector Xia is in his office." With that, Ding Liqiang led Ye Fan into the police headquarters.

Upon hearing his words, everyone stepped back, especially the senior figures from each sect—they knew this was no joke; even a trace of qi leakage from these two top experts could be fatal.

Mac said: "No problem, just a few minutes!" He finished speaking and began operating the computer, activating various satellite scanning beams to map out the entire hotel's layout with perfect clarity, finally producing a highly detailed architectural plan of the hotel and surrounding buildings. Afterward, he went to test the communication system.

"My son's back! Borrow a wok from the street food stall to cook!" Wan Tian said happily.

With a total harvest of zero, plus the mess that Ren Qiu had caused, Han Cheng University of Technology had today been utterly humiliated.

Next, the Shu Mountain Sect leader told Xiao Yu some rules of the Earth Immortals; Xiao Yu asked several questions he didn't understand, such as later cultivation realms, and all the Earth Immortals gave him clear explanations.

As long as Chen Mi could achieve these two things, Ye Fan would feel at ease letting her attend the martial arts gathering and lose to warriors from other families.

Lisette answered him seriously, and even Felix could not laugh after hearing it.

This fortress of the northern barbarians had stood for hundreds of years, always serving as the final barrier guarding the northern barbarians' lifeline; the empire had repeatedly driven the northern barbarians back to this fortress in the past, yet had never been able to capture it.

Li Zelü's legal training back then was indeed sharp enough to spot the problem at a glance. But Gu Meng would not continue to parry with Li Zelü on this issue.

Zhen Ye returned and saw Yue Xin collapsed on the ground, startled, and quickly carried her to bed. He first checked her pulse and found it still present, though extremely faint. Zhen Ye urgently sent Yuan Guang Jun to summon the Qi Huang Immortal Official to diagnose Yue Xin's pulse.

Those who heard this and saw Ye Tianyu's gaze turned to them broke into cold sweats—on their honor, they weren't fools; who would dare report Ye Tianyu? Look at how much care Director Lin showed him.

"Since Grandpa gave it to you, keep it well. Grandpa gave it to you for his own reasons." Gu's father returned the purple sandalwood box to Gu Meng.

The gently cool temperature, perfectly soft and chilling, made Li Wuxin feel reluctant to let go.

He didn't believe a common cold could become this severe; if he chose to ignore Liu Xinhe's tricks, fine—but if he chose to care, what were they?

But as Yue Xin approached Fan Qing and finished answering, she smelled an indescribable fishy odor on Fan Qing. Yue Xin involuntarily frowned and instinctively stepped back another step.

"Your body's pretty weak; you've been undergoing treatment for a while—do you feel any better? You look over forty, right?" Shi Hongyun chatted casually with this patient.

That day, I fell for him at first sight, and he had feelings for me too—until Wang Shilan lost everything.

These self-proclaimed brightest and most capable Japanese individuals, when reduced to poverty, were planning to make a desperate last stand.

If he doesn't pay, and I have no money left, what if the boss locks me here to wash dishes and bowls?

Luo Jinxuan rushed back again, but the room was still empty; the phone went unanswered—this person had vanished as if gone without a trace.

This coal boss was still decent—he sent two workers as attendants, treated the bedridden patient well, provided meals and drinks, and even paid wages. If you ignore the danger of this job, such treatment was quite good even among civil servants—at least equivalent to a Section Chief.

In recent days, Old Zhu and Lishan Chang had repeatedly discussed the academy matter, and the general framework was largely settled.

This illness is extremely embarrassing: in the early stage, a slight strain during bowel movement causes the rectum to prolapse, but it retracts on its own afterward; as time progresses, it becomes troublesome—straining, coughing, even walking can cause rectal prolapse; sometimes, one must hold the anus with one's hand while walking, or it will fall out.

I absolutely cannot continue sitting idle—I must take the initiative to make Mu Juewan fear me.

Su Qingcheng, following the doctor's instructions, pushed the drip tube's button all the way down to stop the remaining medicine, removed the IV needle, and sealed it with medical tape.

With a loud "Boom—," shadows upon shadows landed, revealing a luminous giant over one zhang tall, a deep, long gash carved from chest to abdomen, yet not a single drop of blood oozed out.

As for the rat slaves who dropped their weapons and tried to fight with bare fists, they were almost instantly knocked to the ground.

"We rarely come here—we only know this area is a graveyard; we know nothing else!" Erwa frowned and said.

They absorb the toxic gas inside and suffer a series of negative effects: diarrhea, dizziness, insomnia, vivid dreams, and more.