Chapter 228: My strength is limited (Seeking monthly votes)

Even if the opinions raised by Teacher Qi Hao and An Feng were terrible and had no reference value, Wang Chuan would still have to flatter them in every way.

Not to mention that what they were saying now was indeed reasonable.

Wang Chuan repeatedly expressed that he would definitely attach importance to it and would certainly make improvements according to the opinions of the two bosses.

He also hoped for the two bosses' continued support and feedback in the future.

"President Wang, regardless of whether this movie of yours makes a profit or a loss..." Teacher Qi Hao made a promise and said, "I will invest in the next one again."

"You send Young Master Qianye back to the Ye Mansion! If anyone asks, you know what to do!" Li Yan said.

Two months passed in a hurry, and Qianye had instructed the disciple who delivered meals a month ago not to come anymore. He himself had taken a Dragon-Tiger Golden Core gifted by Ling Xiaochen, which allowed him to go without food for a month and focus on cultivation.

"Wanwan. She has poison on her hands. Don't get close to her..." He had seen the servants outside who had touched Murong Qingyu succumb to the poison, so he rushed in anxiously, yet she was still almost hurt.

Tang Ning'an was still not speaking, and Tang Ningjing slammed on the brakes. Tang Ning'an was unprepared, her body suddenly slamming heavily against the seat, the pain making her grimace and tears stream from her eye sockets.

There were many corpses here, and Cao Cao did not know how long he would have to cut, but years of experience in officialdom told him that even if one reached a desperate situation, one must not give up the struggle. Therefore, after making up his mind, he endured the nausea and began to release gas at the zombies.

Li Jue immediately clapped his hands and said good; he liked nothing more than not having to fight to the death. If one could defend, then defend. Didn't the ancients say that the greatest victory is to subdue the enemy without fighting?

Gao Yixuan looked at the computer in front of him, torn between laughter and tears. He had already brought that hospital into his pocket; how was he supposed to stop now? Hand it back?

Notifying the Sect Leader to say there would be a duel was already incomprehensible enough, and then to add that life and death would be determined by fate—this was blowing things out of proportion! Could it be that there was a deep-seated grudge between these two? Fang Si was also surprised; he had originally thought they knew each other and had some kind of relationship! Who knew it would come to "life and death determined by fate."

As for Jiang Ningning, after the age of three, most of the time was spent eating takeout, or Jiang Ningning would stir-fry two dishes himself to eat. Of course, Tang Ning'an would not tell others this; otherwise, she, this mommy, would be despised by many people.

Lu Yun could hardly believe his eyes. In just over an hour, how could such a great change have occurred?

"Don't say that. For the life-saving grace last time, I, Zhou Yang, must repay it no matter what." Old Zhou replied firmly.

"I..." Before Morick could answer, a burst of chaotic noise came through the headset. His words seemed to have been cut off by a knife, and from then on, there was no news.

The power of space wrapped around the purple-gold giant finger, pulling it continuously. Tan Qing's face was filled with great joy, which made Yun Feng shake his head in amusement.

"What! You're just making trouble!" Luo Yuhang, who was on the side, heard this. This person had a big mouth; as soon as he spoke, it was a hundred thousand or eighty thousand.

Chen Yi held his long spear, not even looking at the man. In fact, Chen Yi was also hesitant. If he fully exposed his strength now, it would not only cause inconvenience but also affect the subsequent battles. Don't forget, that Wan Sanqiang had found a Spirit Transformation stage expert waiting for him.

On a row of seats nearby, a middle-aged man with a slick hairstyle looked coldly at Dong Zhanyun's arrival. Dong Zhanyun had long guessed in his heart that the two guards at the door had been bought by Master Tian, so the identity of this middle-aged man was self-evident.

"Menglou, even if these soldiers die on the battlefield one day in the future, it is just their own choice, not your fault. Don't carry everything on your shoulders. You are not the savior of this world!" Yu Ruotong placed the coffee on the table and said in a deep voice.

In the remaining stone houses among the Flaming Hills, giant pythons wreathed in fiery red cloud patterns crawled out one after another.

Tens of millions of capital flows, like rivers converging into the sea, gathered in the black hole of money that was the lunar military base, which swallowed everything. Large batches of new combat aircraft produced according to models that had been successfully tested on the Love River network filled the secret base established by the moon beneath the crust.

Sweeping everything on the small cabinet by the hospital bed onto the floor with a clatter, she was still thinking about today's events, feeling incredibly annoyed.

Xin An slowly woke up, only feeling a headache. After checking that she was still young, she let out a turbid breath. Tang Mo had many questions to ask, but Xin An did not give him the chance. She turned over, closed her eyes, and had a dream, making her heart even more chaotic.

The continuous three updates this month had already left the author stretched thin, and now such a storm could be described as adding frost to snow.

There were even quite a few people whose masks were slightly special, with sharp edges and corners, looking different.

Liu Xin did not look back. In a place where no one could see, his face changed. He would go back to report and provide useful clues; perhaps he could get some rewards, which could be considered making up for his faults.

Like a barrier, it completely cut off Zeng Zhongmin's aura and even cut off everyone's line of sight.

This time, Zhong Ailing spoke first: "Boss, we are a new company with limited connections in the entertainment industry. We can try to co-invest in a few projects first to make a name for ourselves."

"Yes." Just after getting the item in her hand, Yun Fuxuan noticed that a formation had been carved into the watch.

Tang Rong was just using her; he truly liked Tao Yiran. The difference between liking and not liking was very obvious.

Since Song Luo sent Lin Xiatian back during the New Year and was "blocked" outside the car by Lin Changchun, he had also made up his mind. Regardless of who it was with, there was no need for him and Lin Xiatian's relationship to be covered up.

The news that the Hundred Medical Alliance's presiding elder, Zeng Lao, Zeng Zhongmin, would appear at Mansion No. 1 in seven days spread throughout the provincial capital.

"Is Big Brother going to Cousin's place? I heard Cousin didn't sleep all night last night and went to court early today. Big Brother, persuade him," Hua Cuifang's voice was as soft as an ant's. Shouldn't Liang Yuanxin be happy that Prince Liang had such a scandal? Why did he look so preoccupied?

A hook was lowered from the city gate using a pulley. The eldest son of the Zhong family hung the token on the hook, and the hook caught the token, slowly rising. When the hook rose to the city gate tower, someone took the token in their hand and examined it carefully. ===== CHAPTER 229 =====