Chapter 101: 100 Chat Between Best Friends

Fang Qingye and Director Liu exchanged a glance; Director Liu said, “Ms. Tian, shall Fang Bank Manager accompany you on a tour?”

“Fine, go about your business.”

Fang Qingye escorted Tian Qian out of the business hall, through the bank’s main entrance, but Tian Qian didn’t wander around—she merely walked through the courtyard, then requested to go upstairs to see Fang Qingye’s office.

“Of course, follow me upstairs.”

He opened his office; Tian Qian stepped inside and looked around.

Standing beside Mudu Ke, facing the multitude of cultivators, Long Shisan met their gazes with calm indifference.

Forced to replace their veteran players with younger ones, the Japanese team had to speed up alongside the Chinese team, or they would be worn down to exhaustion.

They reached the fifth floor, crossed the elevated walkway between buildings, and arrived at the activity classroom they hadn’t seen in a month.

The entire herb-growing area was divided in two: one half dense with countless Huan Shi herbs, the other sparse but precious medicinal plants. In just this short time, Su Mu had gathered over twenty third-grade herbs—and even a fourth-grade herb worth tens of thousands of contribution points.

This move left the man behind him in dire straits; originally shielded by the fool ahead, he now bore the full brunt himself, forced to retreat behind everyone else—and only he would suffer.

The two remained locked in place, hovering midair; terrifying waves of power expanded outward in concentric rings, crushing the air.

The aircraft’s underside automatically opened a large hatch; several packages tumbled out and crashed onto the balcony floor.

Fortunately, had I not reached this point, Yuan Xi’s side would surely have been beyond saving by now.

Wang Yunlong arrived too, but the scene before him was chaos—he could do little to stop it. He knew that even if he stepped in now, it wouldn’t halt anything.

Zhang Yunze refused to take the bait, ignoring him entirely. Jianchuan Yongtai, seeing his first plan fail, devised another: he began provoking Zhang Yunze, trying to incite rage and irrationality, forcing him into direct confrontation so he could engineer a foul against him.

Lin Shi clenched his fist, took a deep breath, reminded himself of his purpose, and softened his tone.

It was merely an authorization; the British Navy had controlled nuclear weapons for decades—surely they’d found ways around the authorization issue? Of course they had; this wasn’t even a problem.

“Brother Dao treated me well. He died on Jiang the Old Ghost’s territory, yet I’ve never avenged him. Commissioner Liu, can you arrest Jiang the Old Ghost?” I said grimly.

When He Yaqi voiced her suspicion, Xia Xixi didn’t know how to answer her.

“Good, good, good! Hahaha! Come to think of it, we’re both in the same branch—I’m artillery too. To meet someone like you as my nephew makes me happy. Alright, you take command of the Fourth Regiment!” Chen Cheng said.

After leaving Guishu’s villa and returning to my rented room, I found Yang Yunfang seated in a chair, bound tightly, her stockings removed and replaced with a pair of underwear stuffed in her mouth.

Huan Ji patted her hand, expressing approval and agreeing with her words. Indeed, they had seen through those people’s true faces, their hearts broken. Money was external; what did it matter if they fought their whole lives? In the end, home wasn’t home, their own children couldn’t stay by their side—what was it all for?

After crossing the ferry, we must hold the crossing point. If we secure the ferry, we can push through and seize the landing site based on it, opening a corridor for the main force!” Huang Kesheng instructed.

As a result, the machine guns produced by Altrang could not enter the market freely, while many others wanted to buy them but couldn’t.

Nature follows survival of the fittest; humans are no different. Wherever there are people, there are conflicts—either suppressed or erupted; someone will always instigate trouble.