Chapter 137: 136 White Lotus Root's Aura Is Huge

Dajiang's life now isn't bad, but Wang Tao's ambition certainly doesn't stop there—he wants Dajiang to be the leading dragon head of the domestic drone industry!

The drone industry is currently a blue ocean domestically, but it's not without competitors; besides that Miss's few companies, Wang Tao knows of many more.

Nationwide there are at least a dozen or more drone R&D companies like his, all going full throttle—whoever can roll out a more advanced drone product will seize the first step and occupy

After all, Chen Tiezhu had saved him once before; if not for Chen Tiezhu, he probably wouldn't be sitting here intact now. The moment he heard Zhou Ying'er was the largest shareholder of Huayang Enterprise,

Hassan had indeed thought about this problem; he also wanted to bring his companions back to the tribe, back to the side of their families.

Ian watched the flames inside the camp, sorting out the mixed factions within—there were slave laborers, guards, and soon bandits would join in as well.

Although Zhangjiajie is in Xiangnan, it's quite far from Changsha, so this way, when being lovey-dovey with Nuonuo, he wouldn't have to worry about his old mother suddenly charging out from halfway wielding her three battle-axes.

Guihai glanced at Liang Mancang, did not answer or speak, his eyes confirming in his heart that Liang Mancang was no simple matter—he knew all this, and couldn't help feeling a bit of admiration.

The more confident she was, the less reassured Hu Yang became. This girl couldn't keep things hidden—every joy, anger, sorrow, happiness was written all over her face, she simply couldn't fool anyone. Boss Xu was sharp as could be—how could he be that easy to trick?

The recording is scheduled to start at 7 p. m. and end at 11 p. m., but as guests, they need to arrive a bit earlier.

Ten thousand minus three thousand eight, then buying some other miscellaneous things, plus the capital, it seems about right.

Number Three immediately reached out, took one tael from Qin Tingwei's hand and tucked it into the wide sleeve of his long robe, then continued watching with a smile on his face.

Hu Yang took a model that would only become popular years later and brought it forward to use now—if the judges are open-minded enough, it's a slaughter; if they're too conservative, he'll get strung up and beaten.

Yinsi City—the only proper city in the netherworld, and moreover a city that fuses two styles, ancient and modern.

The reason Area Three could attract Lang Zhan was because of a motorcycle. This motorcycle belonged to a certain famous racer on Coconut Island, renowned worldwide for its speed, with reportedly only three in the entire world.

"That would be for the best." The Prefect silently breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Lingyun so calm, he naturally understood—if it were truly the Ling family's doing, why leave such an obvious clue?

"Forget it, since it's so, I won't disturb the two of you any longer. With wine and food satisfied, I should take my leave as well." Ye Mo cupped his fist in farewell.

And when Xiang Wentian threw his flying darts, Hattori Qianjun had already grabbed the longbow beside him, drew the bow and nocked arrows, loosing a whole bundle of arrows at once, knocking down most of the darts.

Xiao Ai's answer let me breathe a slight sigh of relief, because the time left for me to raise money was still fairly ample—after all, Old Jin's side could still be pressed for more; if it really didn't work out, I'd go crying to Luo Su Mei.

After hanging up the call, Xu Liuyin went to the bathroom to wash her face; after coming out she went straight out the door and rang the doorbell of the next room.

Xuanyuan Li Ye has now issued orders for provisions and supplies, likely preparing to launch a major siege—they can't stay cooped up defending Yancheng forever. Also, there'd been no word from Xuanyuan Qingyun's side either; not entering this, today he watched with his own eyes his own brothers die tragic deaths and lost so many troops and horses.

Xu Bufan was no fool—how could he not understand the other's well-meaning intention? The other party was simply afraid that Xu Bufan's group would run wild in this so-called dogshit Migration City. Because with Xu Bufan group's strength, as for the city before them.

Mo Changsheng gave a light shout, opened his mouth and sprayed out a ball of essence blood, madly channeling the Zhu Rong blood qi and the Heaven-Rending Sword essence within his body into the Southern Bright Departing Fire origin.

He suddenly began to feel that with her, either put her in a deadly situation, or just don't offend her—if she holds a grudge, it's not certain she'll have you thrown to feed something.