Chapter 170: Trouble Comes Knocking

In a daze, Shen Siyuan was woken by a phone ringing.

Opening his eyes, he saw Ruan Hongzhuang lying in his arms, a thin quilt covering her delicate body, her soft breasts half-exposed.

She too was woken by the phone ringing; her eyelashes trembled, half-awake, half-asleep.

Shen Siyuan reached out, picked up the phone beside him, glanced at it, and saw an unfamiliar number.

But it was a local landline from Binhai; nowadays, very few people use landlines to make advertising calls, so he thought for a moment.

All along, he had treated Jia Jingwen as a friend, yet he never expected that Jia Jingwen had not treated him as a friend at all.

Hearing the bear's words, the dragon once again turned its gaze toward the Zaun before it, its eyes now filled with shock—this was not merely a district, but a vast war machine. Through Zaun, Warlord City could perceive the war in every corner of the world, as well as the causes of those wars.

Even so, Xiao Qingya could not suppress her inner excitement; refining chakra and learning ninjutsu—wouldn't she become a ninja from now on? Mere zombies; staying alive would be nothing but effortless.

After a vote and decision, everyone agreed with Tao Yi's approach; Tao Yi returned to the office and immediately ordered her subordinates to make reservations while she herself looked up some information on Xu Zhi Nan.

Chen Yongren and the others were in high spirits, as if injected with chicken blood; besides the immersive performance being thoroughly satisfying, there was another major reason: they were pleasantly surprised to discover that if they maintained such high quality, this film might truly become a blockbuster.

After some polite exchanges, both sides released their Pokémon; Gang Ye brought out his Heracross, which had never been used in an official battle before.

Si Lingyi understood He Yunxi's meaning, agreed to it quite naturally, and left with her.

Even the king of the Snowy Plains of Lian Guan no longer thought of ruling the world, yet the Squid King was remarkably headstrong.

However, to Vasto's surprise, faced with this despairing scene, Kutsuwa Shiba Kenpachi burst into loud laughter.

In the next second, her chin was gripped by a large hand; across the distance of an office desk, the man leaned forward, pressing down, and captured her flame-like red lips with a kiss.

After discovering that this powder of his had an unusual effect, the other tadpoles had already very sensitively avoided that patch of water.

In the present era, apart from many holy masters of the sacred lands, very few people still know of their existence.

The background music in the private room was a very soothing light piece; the background lighting was not so dim that one would lose all sense of direction, but rather very soft, very warm, especially suited for lingering affection.

Qin Jiuzhou clutched his stomach, feigning pain, and pointed his finger toward the department director. The water bowl in Qin Jiuzhou's hand slipped from his grasp to the floor, shattering with a crash.

Yu Junzhi and Tang Xinglan were getting along very well; the two seemed to have re-established a mother-son relationship, which made Tang Xinglan feel deeply moved.

The level-eight high-level terror who had previously sworn solemnly to lead everyone in capturing Lin Feng and the shelter had already been trampled into minced meat.

However, the Thirteenth Imperial Prince's tone was too weak, immediately causing everyone else's confidence to drop by half.

As for this sound, he had already asked other sonar operators before, yet everyone else had firmly stated they had not heard it.

But when she met Su Xingmi's smiling face, it was as if she saw Su Xian'en from back then, who had the same elegant posture yet with a single offhand remark had driven her out of the Su family.

At this moment, tears welled in her eyes, yet a smile hung on her lips; quietly, she averted her gaze from him and covered her face.

That kind of flawed beauty, though beautiful, was not what Xu Zhuo wished to see; his heart was bleeding, aching! The only comfort was that this was, after all, a dream, and in the real world, Xia Lingsha's arm was still there.

"Where exactly did your grand master take you?" Upon entering the hospital, Song Ersheng saw Gina, then heard Song San Ye ask her this.