Chapter 134: Taxes Are Only Within Machine Gun Range

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Protagonist:

Milton

Mins

Early morning the next day.

The army had basically occupied the first line of defense and cleared all surrounding areas.

Milton stood at the captured first line of defense, looking around, and asked: "Where is Leman's army? Where are Leman's elites? Where is Leman's support? It's been a whole day and I still haven't seen anything?"

Flora sat on the ground, staring at the shattered liquor bottle on the floor, sighed and said: "The scouts brought back uncertain"

Ling Shaoxuan could no longer pay attention to what Yang Peijun actually said; his mind was now in a complete uproar, and his heart felt as if pricked by needles.

Xi Hong recalled that she had accompanied Qi Seventeen for quite some time; Qi Seventeen had indeed narrowly escaped death several times, and the "Double Moon Phase" had indeed come true—could this Shui Qingmu really possess such extraordinary abilities?

Listen to them, and their ideologies are completely opposed; don't listen, and they are leaders opening factories on their turf in P City—these great Buddhas are truly not easy to offend.

These two act so affectionate, but in private they probably lack even the most basic understanding of each other, right?

Although Gu Ningjing's mind was still the same as before, she now had many more memories and saw many things more clearly; naturally, she understood that compared to their ferocious appearance, humans would rather see them as harmless, even cute and adorable.

It was a dynamic selfie taken in a hotel; on the sofa behind Zhang Xiuru lay several pieces of men's clothing—the black suit, white shirt, light gray tie... wasn't that exactly what Ling Shaoxuan wore when he left that morning?

At that moment, a soft footstep sounded from behind; Master Li and his son curiously stretched their necks to look out. Xia Chuxiao and Yan Yihang also turned their heads.

The guard stretched his neck to look and gasped in surprise—wasn't this the prince's childhood sweetheart sister? Why was the prince speaking so coldly? But he couldn't ask what he shouldn't know; he could only obey orders.

Song Ziyi saw him dawdling and simply picked up a piece herself, holding it directly to Ling Shaoxuan's mouth.

Qin Mengxue loved the feeling that no matter what she did, he unconditionally supported her, and that whenever she needed him, he would step in to help.

From now on, in this world, he also had family; unlike brothers, this family member Lang Er was even more special.

"Lion King Mercenary Corps? At this Divine Mountain Assembly, we'll settle new and old scores together!" Sailes narrowed his eyes, a glint of cold light flashing through.

It was precisely because of this that even though he was only a Golden Elixir Cultivator, possessing the corresponding authority, he could directly command Zifu Cultivator Cultivator Cultivators, and even Golden Core Cultivators, to act.

Eight million Hua Xia currency, swiped without even batting an eyebrow—was this the legendary super-rich second generation?

Everyone likes comfort, but Li Hao didn't like this level of comfort; he liked to have everything under his control—that was true comfort.

After hearing Li Hao's refusal, Han Youying seemed somewhat dejected; she wasn't the type good at communicating with others, and besides, she herself couldn't find any reason for Li Hao to go to her home.

But after Tang Chen hesitated cautiously, he successfully broke through the obstacle in his heart and bravely took the first step, facing the unknown danger of death head-on.

After the surprise, the two were left only with joy; after all, Tu Ye, this thousand-li horse, had finally met his Bo Le.

Now in Langya, employees of all departments were all present—from front desk reception to project execution assistants, cleaners, and tea-making girls, everyone was there; moreover, all projects were launched, and everyone directly contacted their own project personnel, strictly keeping watch.

"What's wrong, Ling Yun?" A shadow suddenly emerged from behind Ling Yun and wrapped around his neck.

Generally speaking, Xia Hanqing didn't often take the initiative to chat with other people's men, but perhaps because Luo Jiutian also knew medical arts and could understand Xia Jingzhi's mood, Xia Hanqing shared this matter with Luo Jiutian.