Chapter 667: Ill-Timed

Lei Haiqing's "ingratitude" seemed to have become a turning point.

Before this, Fang Chongyong had been quite relaxed along the way; even when he heard Cen Shen say that the Crane Control Army had requested reinforcements from Bianzhou, he hadn't taken it seriously. Fang Chongyong believed that Che Guangqian could handle it; otherwise, he wouldn't have summoned him back to Bianzhou to take charge of the overall situation in the first place.

However, after Lei Haiqing suddenly attacked someone in the teahouse, Fang Chongyong's mood clearly grew much heavier, and the casual look no longer appeared on his face.

The entire room was stunned, dead silent, staring blankly at Lin Feng. What kind of background did this young man have, to actually be "Uncle Ji's" big brother? Uncle Ji, who commanded all the underworld forces in the entirety of Ningzhou City, called him big brother—didn't that mean he was even more formidable than Uncle Ji?

Facing Ge Xiang's onslaught, Xu Zhe couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness. Ge Xiang's attacks were simply too strong, and the pressure they brought was truly overwhelming.

On second thought, there was no benefit to going against this blockhead Shen. I'm a smart man—I know when to quit while I'm ahead. Besides, since transmigrating to this Jiangcheng, I haven't even gone out for a stroll. Since I can't refuse, I'll just go along with it. Having offended Shen Yi, Yueting and I won't have an easy time in this General's Manor.

"If the RMB depreciates again, the market will completely collapse. Looking at the probability of loss and the remaining downside space, we can close the position now, or at least close part of it." Watching the data fluctuate, Ye Yaohua began to ask Wang Nuo for his opinion.

The investment advice was given far too frivolously. You pick out a variable, confirm it, and then just say the futures price will go up—are you playing around?

Soros hadn't expected to extract any useful information from Xu Zhe either. Obtaining a bottle of Netherworld Elixir was already beyond his expectations; he had originally assumed Xu Zhe wouldn't give it at all.

"What if this king refuses to listen?" Ye Hua didn't want to cause any more unnecessary misunderstandings with Hua Xuanji. In any case, the misunderstandings between them had already been cleared up. If he told Hua Xuanji the truth—that he refused to listen because Wan Yao had told him to marry her—she would surely forgive him.

After sizing things up for a moment, the group built a campfire here and prepared to rest. After several days of fighting, Xu Zhe and the others had all realized that they needed to properly regroup. Especially after arriving here, the mutants that appeared were growing increasingly powerful. They needed to conserve their strength and prepare for the powerful enemies they might encounter next.

"Fine." Wang Nuo nodded and agreed. No matter how it was done, he wouldn't lose out—Wu Xuan was going to work for free anyway.

"Roar!" Ding Peng let out a low, furious roar, his eyes filled with intense killing intent, his twisted face full of ferocity, charging at Xu Zhe and the others again and again.

If these people's words were true, the newly arrived generals were likely acting too aggressively. The border regions were already suffering from Tatar raids; if more Pacification Generals harassed the local populace and forcibly conscripted commoners as conscripts, the morale of the frontier people would surely become unstable.

To dispel the concerns in the teachers' hearts, he didn't hesitate to lay bare his family situation in full.

The court sent people to the northwest and northeast—places with blazing UV rays and fierce sandstorms—yet didn't issue any labor protection gear, leaving people to come back tanned black. It was truly outrageous.

Luo Tianhuan hadn't expected that the Storm's Inspector Morishim would appear at this time. Since the Storm's Inspector Morishim was fighting to the death with the Howler in the Darkness, he could simply sit back and reap the spoils.

When her hand gently stroked his hair, it wasn't that he didn't enjoy that moment—it was just the thought that those same hands had just touched someone else's hair that made him jealous.

Mi Xiang'er's half-wet long hair pressed against his shirt... slightly cool against his skin, an indescribable comfort.

The Valkyrie Laboratory could be said to be the darkest side of the Human Alliance. To conceal this dark side, they wouldn't even hesitate to deploy the forbidden weapon, the Star Destroyer Cannon, to annihilate all evidence.