Chapter 980: The Tech Version of The Count of Monte Cristo

Wang Zhidong didn't hear it very clearly, but he did hear these few words.

Wang Zhidong was, of course, clear about the grievances between Lingyun Technology and Sitong; one could even say he was one of the witnesses.

Back then, when Wang Zhidong first joined Sitong, he was nominally working in the technical department under Wang Jizhi.

Wang Zhidong saw it all—from the time Wang Jizhi and Duan Yongji fell out to when Wang Jizhi was driven out of Sitong.

This was also why he established Sitong...

Lu Jing shouted. He was already desperate; his blood was boiling, and the power of Pangu surged, impacting the Thousand Treasure Pagoda with all his might. The pagoda trembled, radiance spread, and it suppressed Lu Jing's power.

He didn't know about the conflict between Emperor Mochou and Lingyun, nor did he know about the humiliation Emperor Mochou suffered at the hands of the Heavenly Skill Master.

In fact, by now, he was somewhat suspicious that among these people, besides himself, there were indeed those who had contacted the Dark Elves and might have even reached a deal.

Tearing and piercing, the fist power mixed with a fist intent as high and mighty as the heavens instantly broke through Yang Gong's protective true Qi, directly shattering his body into pieces. Flesh, blood, and internal organs flew everywhere. A generation of refining-spirit masters hadn't even seen the opponent's face from start to finish before dying without a whole corpse. The state of his death could be called miserable.

Some slaves were "hereditary"; the children of slaves were still slaves. Others were farmers who had just been converted into slaves. But regardless of the type of slave, they had no means of production in their hands—neither land nor any private property.

"... That's it! You handle it yourselves!" After pointing out the identities of Leina and the others, Zhang Yue let the people present handle it themselves. After sitting down, he closed his eyes to rest.

"Young Master, don't say that. You have a death-immunity medallion on you. Whoever is blind enough to provoke you, we'll use the Imperial Golden Whip to lash them." Having followed Zhang Zhen for a long time, Hu Zi had gradually mastered a few postmodern terms.

A huge roaring sound came from Leina's chest; it was a vigorous sound similar to the tolling of a funeral bell.

The sect-protecting array of the Xiao Yao Sect was laid down by the Creation Supreme. Any subtle spiritual energy fluctuation within the sect, as long as it wasn't caused by Xiao Yao Sect disciples, would be judged by the array as an intruder, thereby triggering the array's warning mechanism.

"Damn it, it's all because of you, you stinking woman. Did you tell your assistant to call the police?" Qi Li looked at Liu Ying fiercely, pointing a gun at her.

With a glimpse, Jiang Li had already seen the prototype of an uprising. It would inevitably happen; it was just a matter of time.

Jackie Chan smiled and shook his head, saying confidently: "Although I can't cure your illness, I'm not a miracle doctor, and I don't have special abilities."

Let Ying Zheng and the others attend the Goose City Satellite City Spring Festival Gala tonight, and at the same time, set up a few tables outside the satellite city, which would serve as the apprenticeship banquet for Zhao Kai's acceptance of disciples.

Zhang Yu took a piece of dried meat from the package and handed it to Lu Yuan, but his eyes were intentionally or unintentionally glancing at Tang San's face.

Tang San's face turned red. It was clearly he who had killed someone, yet now Lu Yuan was asking him to kill the other party's father for revenge, speaking as if he were the victim.

The two bandit brothers hurriedly dodged backward, dancing the swords in their hands until they were impenetrable, avoiding Lu Yuan's attack. At the same time, they used the length advantage of their weapons to launch another attack on Lu Yuan.

There were no competition arenas on Sea God Island like the Fighting Soul Arena, but finding an open space to fight was no problem.

Then he complained: "Armored infantry, we are armored infantry, and we are inseparable from vehicles, but he still gets carsick even now. Have you ever seen an armored infantryman who gets carsick?"

Huang Ying's eyes narrowed slightly. He squeezed the beer can in his hand until it deformed, threw it backward, and it landed accurately in the trash can not far away.

Anyway, the coalition's position was instantly shrouded in colorful fireworks. Everywhere there was fire and lightning, and from time to time, poison cloud spells, acid rain spells, ice ring spells, and even earth-splitting spells would appear. ===== CHAPTER 981 =====