Chapter 967: The Strange and Utilitarian Director Zhang; Annual Meeting

Sometimes, the more one wants to be low-key, the less one can be. The more one wants to cover things up and wait for things to happen before brushing off the outside world, the less one can cover them up, and the more conspicuous they become.

For example, the Hong Kong Performing Artistes Guild held its member assembly and leadership election in advance: the former president, a certain well-known short man, was replaced by Louis Koo with an overwhelming vote advantage.

You must know that in the past, every time there was a leadership change, the Hong Kong media would report it extensively; but this time it was not so, not a single bit of media news...

"Therefore! Our great High Wizard Lord Suoxingla has decided to declare war on the Light Faction! Launching the first racial faction war in the history of you Outlanders!" Odson said at the end, the ghost fire in his eyes flickering constantly.

How long such a mission would last, no one could say. Previously, Desais's mission took several days at once. The faction war had just begun, and this was the perfect time to plunder points. Olikers himself didn't think what Ma Jun was doing was wise.

"Do not believe in all of this before you." He hummed with disgust because even he himself dared not believe it.

"This can't be blamed on others. The Fifth one proposed the breakup; can the other party not be angry? I think you should just agree to her and the Fifth one's affair!" Wei Minzhi advised.

And if Huang Hanwei remembered correctly, right next to Wanrong's former residence, Wang Jianguo had also said there were two houses for sale.

"Uncle Chen, you aren't moving your noodle stall, are you!" Ma Jun took the noodles from Uncle Chen and asked enthusiastically.

"You are indeed not ordinary, but aren't you afraid that the old demon head is waiting for us outside with the Executioner Sword and the God-Slaying Spear?" Wu Chu said with some worry.

Everyone was almost gathered in front of their dormitory door, ready to watch the fun. Jingjing saw that the situation was not good and had already locked the door one step ahead, hanging up the curtains.

If you really asked them to tell stories, they would be too lazy to do so. But if you let them brag, they would really scramble to brag one by one, bragging until those children were dumbfounded and full of admiration.

It turns out that in the beautiful sea of flowers, there are not only butterflies collecting nectar, but also bees! The kind that stings.

Xu Zinuo walked out from the front desk, and after clarifying the situation, she hurriedly went to operate the main machine. Then, a live-streamed game appeared on the big screen in the internet cafe, which was currently in the ban-pick stage.

The second person to reach the stone wall was the blood-robed young man from the Burial Evil Mountain, "Flying Wanderer" Xue Wuya.

However, Wang Lin's worry seemed to be superfluous. The three people following him were better than each other in skill.

I believe that even if he cannot compare to the top ten of the Inner Sect, he will definitely achieve a good result.

Shi Yi gasped upon hearing this, and many people in the conference room were also filled with worry. In many cases, a 70% chance of success is considered a relatively high probability, but for things with far-reaching influence or huge value, this number is worth worrying about, or rather, difficult to accept.

And as for the people in the martial arts world, if several top-tier experts join forces in a land battle, our Five Blades of Jiangzhong or even the Great King himself might not be able to win. So we intercepted the battlefield on the river, and that is why their first battle could not succeed, which is equivalent to joint bandit suppression or one-on-one.

These robots have no life, no feelings, no consciousness, and do not know how to communicate with humans, nor do they know how to defend their loyalty. Thus, this wonderful plan, which started in Peining City and attempted to expand to the whole country, finally ended in Peining City.

"I know, and it won't waste your painstaking efforts. The two elders being able to come this time is all because you helped me fight for it." Jiang Ling knew this in his heart.

"Which aristocratic family do you belong to?" Xie Deng asked coldly. Through the conversation just now, Xie Deng could already be certain that the young man in front of him belonged to some aristocratic family.

The camera was pre-adjusted to an angle that could not capture the area near the computer. One could only see a large bed two meters away, with a young man lying on it. His hands, feet, eyes, and mouth were all bound, but his body would twist and struggle from time to time, and he didn't seem to have suffered any substantial harm. ===== CHAPTER 968 =====