Chapter 889: Peace talks ≠ not robbing

Zhu Yijun had already been Emperor for seventeen years. In the Wanli New Deal, imperial power was constantly flowing away. Zhu Yijun naturally saw this, and he was also making full preparations to deal with this situation.

The gold narrative strengthens imperial power; it is that besides Zhu Yijun being able to flip the table in the military field, he can also flip the table in the economy.

As the Great Ming court's largest creditor, Zhu Yijun can demand that the Great Ming court immediately repay all debts, directly draining the liquidity of the Treasure Notes, making the Great Ming...

And the distance between Romeo and himself had gradually reached the limit of the long sword's close range. Getting any closer would basically be counterproductive; the power of the long sword could not be exerted, and instead, it would become a burden.

A trace of inexplicable panic flashed in Dugu Chen's expression. He hurriedly opened the secret letter and, looking at the familiar handwriting, his expression immediately became extremely ugly.

Guo Qing was so scared that he retreated to Luo Wenxian's side and swallowed his saliva, then continued: "Later, after half a day, the gang leader went down the mountain and traveled with the two of us to Yangzhou." This statement was just right in time after Ye Suiyun and Tang Xiao parted ways and went on the road alone. Now even Tang Xiao could no longer testify.

Luo Jiang was completely in a state of anger at the moment and did not notice their action at all, but when he heard the hissing sound, his mind finally cleared up.

Qi Yufeng took out two jars of wine and said, "Do you want to drink a pot? I stole it." Seeing that Qi Yufeng rarely invited him to drink, Ye Suiyun naturally agreed, and the two sat by the mountain drinking together.

"What do we need to do?" Chu Mengyao was a bit at a loss, not knowing how to help Ye Fan.

The old man's body remained motionless. At the last inch of the sword's approach, the sword in his hand tapped lightly, and Li Qifeng's sword immediately veered elsewhere.

"Since you also think you are not suitable for a center-back, why did you tell me you wanted to play center-back in the first place?" An Rong interrupted his words.

As far as now is concerned, Ye Fan had only told Zhang Lu about his strength and had not mentioned his identity as a Terminator.

Ye Suiyun couldn't help but be stunned, thinking for a moment before saying, "Big brother is right. I originally thought I knew, but now I realize I truly didn't." The two looked at each other and smiled.

The pistol was still in his hand, but he couldn't find a chance to shoot at all; he almost didn't even have a chance to raise his hand.

The boy tried hard to stand up, but just as he got up, his right leg trembled, and it bent at a strange angle, and the boy fell straight to the ground.

We followed him into the house. He slumped on the sofa, closed his eyes, and for a long while, as if he was sorting out his thoughts.

The ship door opened, and five warriors, one short and four tall, appeared in front of Stark and the others. The leader was none other than Faora.

Speaking of this, Faora's sharp eyes glanced at Erik intentionally or unintentionally, making Erik's hair stand on end.

In the past, Ziyi, although she would also stick to my side, would not have such large physical movements.

The Dragon King of the West Sea, so as not to cause unnecessary influence, did not let everyone tell me the truth.

Seeing these powerful Kryptonians board the aircraft, Vandal also let out a heavy sigh of relief. He couldn't care about blaming his childhood companion who almost caused a disaster, and followed closely to board the flight ship of Aio and Faora.

From time to time, Wang Fan also used his mental field to manipulate poison needles, launching sneak attacks on Sun Hao's vital points such as the back of his head and heart.

I heard her words and my body relaxed. I don't know where the courage came from, but I reached out and hugged her.

But remembering that they came specifically to kill him, it was better to swallow his anger and slowly clean up this bunch of trash later.

And this lobby manager? So snobbish, despicable, it really made people feel disgusted just looking at him.

Chen Wanrou's eyes widened, but thinking of the various things that happened in the conference room earlier, she felt relieved again. ===== CHAPTER 890 =====