Chapter 286: The Screenwriter of

"Sure!"

Cao Sheng did not stop him.

In other industries, he wouldn't dare claim guaranteed profits, but in mainland China's real estate sector, he knew the next nearly twenty years would be well worth investing in; it would be hard to lose money even if he tried.

Wang Zu looked at him for a while, then smiled and said, "Fine, then I'll invest in one building. When you decide to sell, tell me in advance; don't let me be stuck holding this investment."

Cao Sheng smiled faintly.

He nodded.

After the plague virus on which these people built their fame became ineffective, relying solely on close-quarters combat ability, no one would be a match for Yong Qiang.

Yong Qiang answered his question with action directly; he took off the iron gauntlets and iron leg guards again. Now, these four items were purchased from the prop market, each weighing nearly a hundred jin more than during his battle with Qiu Yunlu back then.

Lin Feng's rhythm of tapping the table grew increasingly strange; if one looked closely at the top of his head, one would discover faint white mist spreading out.

That night, Chu Yunxi was truly bored and her body felt unwell, so she simply went to bed early; Chu Yunxi didn't even know when Li Mu had returned. Fortunately, there was no early court session the next day, so Li Mu also got up relatively late. The moment Chu Yunxi opened her eyes, she saw Li Mu.

Moreover, he was not naked; his clothes were all intact, and things like the medicine basket and gourd were all still there. Wasn't it all fake? The whole body exploding, the body burning down to only half a section, parts falling off, and even the chest splitting open?

They saw Zhang Sect Ren Daofang, with great respect, lead Xia Tian and the others slowly into the main hall.

"I will not retreat. As long as you give me the power and opportunity for revenge, I am willing to pay any price!" Zhang Quan answered first; the madness and determination in his eyes satisfied Xiao Ye the most.

Ye Feng continued his monster-slaying journey. With the passive "Regeneration" and the passive "Blooddrinker" effect of the Sword of Fate, he had no need to worry about insufficient HP or MP.

"So, let's consider this matter settled. Let's go to sleep." Xia Tian, grinning, pulled Ning Ruirui toward the bed.

Conrad's discount was undeniably generous. Although Solong had only glanced at the commercial building at the very top of the land deed he had just brought out, he knew the price the other party mentioned was completely true.

Before long, a burly man with a curly beard walked into the flower hall. On his bare upper back, several thorny branches were firmly tied; Huang De Gong had indeed come to apologize by bearing thorns.

Chu Yuyun breathed a sigh of relief. What she most hoped to see was Luo Ruomi's serenity; only at such times could her heart find a moment of comfort.

They had all witnessed Li Xiaoyao's ruthlessness and strength; unless absolutely necessary, one should never make an enemy of him.

Sure enough, they saw the old lady, the second uncle's wife, and the second uncle's wife's two twins arguing and making a fuss, demanding things from her mother.

Originally, they had arrived here full of confidence, but who could have expected the other side to strike at their confidence again and again? As an alchemical flying boat that was supposed to be an ace, they actually encountered native airships here and ended up fighting like this.

His power at the Transformation of Emptiness realm fully bloomed. Immediately afterward, ripples like water spread outward; wherever they passed, everything in heaven and earth was annihilated, utterly unstoppable.

Hearing Ning Feng say this, Old Li immediately paused. He could sense that Ning Feng was not lying; after all, Ning Feng had no reason to use these matters to deceive him. But no matter what, he still needed to demand or purchase an artificial intelligence chip; this could be considered his mission.

Furthermore, during that period, the Fourth Imperial Prince acted with arrogant authority, constantly eliminating his opponents. The two of them lived in constant fear and trembling every day. Da Hu had already lost their place to stay. After conspiring together, they escaped from Lin'an.

A sedan chair stood quietly at the street corner. The cloth curtain of the sedan window was lifted at one corner, and a pair of exquisite eyes peered out through the gap, watching Chen Yue and his group slowly walking in. When the owner of those exquisite eyes clearly saw Chen Yue and Chen Ping on the warhorse beside him, her body trembled, and tears shimmered in her eyes.