Chapter 387: Close-Quarters Combat

A flash of his figure.

Li Luo leaped onto the leather sofa.

"Bang~"

The wooden cork of the bottle popped off forcefully. Amidst his vigorous shaking of both arms, the soft white foam inside the champagne bottle surged out, and amidst a burst of screams, it was sprayed crazily onto everyone's bodies.

*Crazy Stone*, first-day box office seven million.

Just this.

Was already an astonishing number.

Now *Fury* had directly broken ten million, reaching twelve million.

And the town was very close to Jian Family Village, so they had heard a thing or two about what happened in this Jian Family Village.

Qing Zhuochen clenched his fists. If he hadn't received the news and rushed over immediately, he wouldn't have known how much Shihuan would have been bullied! Just thinking of this, his heart couldn't help but twitch with pain.

This day, Yan Qing was originally free and wanted to find Father Yan to go out for a meal, but when she arrived at the company, she learned that her father was going on a business trip, and it was likely he wouldn't be back for a short time.

Thinking of this problem, it flashed through his brain at the speed of light, like computer code.

Seeing Jian Yun ask him, Xue Gao suddenly turned his head to glance at Leng Yun, signaling Leng Yun to avoid them for the time being.

After Jian Yun was introduced, the remaining people walked toward her one after another and began to introduce themselves; among them, many wanted to be on good terms with Jian Yun.

When he woke up, what he saw was His Highness the Prince of Liang leisurely drinking tea in front of him.

Especially the heavily injured mercenaries; their companions thought of Chen Fei as if they had found a savior, and all brought their companions rushing toward her side.

Because Xia Zhi lived in a place that was already remote, with a small population, and the aging population was widely distributed, it resulted in Xia Zhi not meeting a single living person on the entire way to the supermarket.

The Red Corpse did not know how many zombie armies it had brought, among which there were many high-level zombies, but there was no S-rank existence, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, and the stone hanging in their hearts fell.

Chang Yun had always stayed in the Medicine King Valley and didn't know much about conversing with people. At this time, being poked in a sore spot, his face was also a mess of colors.

That man looked with an unbelievable gaze at his life force instantly clearing to zero, and with endless confusion, he lay on the ground.

When Jin Duoyu had money, he would fund the orphanage. Perhaps, I would have saved myself, saved Xiao Xin?

Before Li Nan could be afraid, his body had already reacted. The fire axe slashed fiercely into the air, as if no matter what kind of monster or ghost was in front of him, he could first slice off half of its head.

So, with such powerful strength on the opposite side now, if you don't put your heart into doing things, if you think about it, the guy on the opposite side simply... it left him with absolutely no power to resist.

Ji Fangfei was startled, and immediately realized that Sun Meimei must have seen something in her room, and a flush of red instantly flew across her face.

For the first time, Wang Peng did not want to express any high-sounding rhetoric about this matter at the meeting. Under the long silence of the crowd, he proposed a show of hands to vote.

As the sound fell, Jing Mouxuan's fair fingers wandered to Qian Ruoruo's waist, probing in from the hem of her clothes below. Every touch caused Qian Ruoruo's delicate body to tremble.

Yang Jin asked unhurriedly. The secret guard could not hear any emotional fluctuations from his words; but the secret guard who had always followed by Yang Jin's side knew that the more indifferent Yang Jin was, the more it proved his anger.

Therefore, he turned his palm and wanted to swing at the army. The danger was not discovered on himself; Xiang Chunmei did not freeze this time, but shouted for Baili Jialie to stop.

The few people present, not knowing the inside story, felt a thud in their hearts, wondering if there was something else behind this matter? Could it be that the Binhai political scene was about to stir up a storm?

The waist-down style, the slide style, the old tree entwining roots style—Xiao Qian and Ye Ningshuang played to their hearts' content. The next day had already brightened, and the two were still lying in the quilt.

The driver drove the car behind them. The car drove slowly along the way, following them at a distance that was neither far nor near. Gu Jianghai held Yu Sheng's hand and put it into his trench coat pocket, walking with his eyes lowered; neither of them spoke. ===== CHAPTER 388 =====