Chapter 173: Three Little Ones Reunited

"How old are you this year?" Shen Siyuan asked Zhao Ruijin, who was looking left and right.

"Fifteen," Zhao Ruijin said.

Fifteen, in the third year of junior high; who knows what accident happened to him.

But that was several years ago; if he were alive now, he should already be in university.

Before Shen Siyuan could even ask how he died,

Zhao Ruijin asked in return: "Brother, is this your home?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Only Liu Tiancai would know how those thousand-plus gold coins were obtained. It was clearly rolling in death, accompanying the Author of Death.

As a special forces soldier, Yuan Xing knew these characteristics of Muay Thai inside out, especially during training at the fighter camp, where such opponents were frequently encountered.

Hearing this, Su Xier opened her pair of clear, big eyes and said in a soft voice, "I want to be with Daddy; I will be very, very good," then looked at Su Zimo pitifully.

The spiritual lights circling above the Lingxiao Treasure Hall also revealed themselves one by one, wary and alert toward each other, yet all closely watching inside the Lingxiao Treasure Hall. Only then did a harsh sound of a sword being drawn come from within the Lingxiao Treasure Hall; sword light pierced out of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, still dazzling and cold.

A huge indigo-blue fist and half of an indigo-blue finger were seen condensing, rushing straight toward that finger wind.

"Revealing my identity? I promised the Palace Master long ago that I would absolutely not reveal my identity; you need not worry." Huatang replied domineeringly.

Being dragged out by the Embroidered Uniform Guard and living to see the sun the next day was already absolute luck.

"I will definitely make this Nuokang regret being born into this world!" Zhao Zhen roared in a low voice, bloodshot veins floating in his eyes.

Hearing Liu Lu's question, Zheng Ji was slightly stunned, then showed a bitter smile. Fate played tricks; he had thought they could fly together, but unexpectedly, with Song Lao's interruption, he missed out on Yangcai by a twist of fate. "I'm afraid I cannot come to Yangcai; an accident occurred."

Upon discovering the enemy, Yuan Xing slowly squatted on the ground, took out two captured grenades from his waist, disengaged the safety, held them in his hand for two seconds, then threw them at the enemy.

Even if both of them admitted they were not fond of plotting schemes, hadn't she clearly not given up before?

However, he was not afraid of Luo Jiao coming to find him; the matter was now settled. Not to mention Luo Jiao, even he could not change it. He would make Luo Jiao see clearly that this was originally her fate; Luo Jingya suffered in her place.

This statement was just short of saying it outright: among the three Ling sisters, Ling Xingxian was the most scheming; her depth of calculation was far beyond what Ling Xingqi and Ling Xingwen could compare to.

"I don't know if Lan'er is sad, but I know there are thousands upon thousands of men better than you; leaving you, she will only live more happily," Li Jinyu said.

Guan Honglie looked at the tightly closed rolling shutter door, extended a bone knife, and carved a large hole in it. Behind him, Liu Qiang and Ou Tong drove the van over.

Zhu Zi ran over with him and discovered his whole body was covered in scars; even on his chest, there was a piece of flesh burned black and charred.

Because lying down made his back uncomfortable, he drowsily rolled over, pressing nearly half his body onto Yue Miao without realizing it himself.

You must know that nowadays, within the entire scope of Huaxia, there are not many large group enterprises with assets exceeding one hundred billion. If Pingyu Group could truly reach that level, then Pingyu Group would also become one of the topmost existences in the business world within the entire scope of Huaxia.

Saying anything is useless; it is better to let the matter flow with the current. Since she thinks this way, he will simply be that kind of person.

At this moment, Yang Lan saw that leader exhale a huge sigh of relief while wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. She couldn't help but giggle with delight. However, she was now tightly embraced by Chang Lin; she struggled several times but could not break free.