Chapter 122: 119 A Small Iconic Scene

The "Emperor of Wage Earners," Tang Jun.

This was how Liu Qiangdong introduced him.

In reality, this wasn't because he wanted to offer high praise, but because a biography published by the Shencheng Literature and Art Publishing House last September was titled *The Emperor of Wage Earners: Tang Jun*.

Tang Jun is currently the president of the Xinhua Du Group. Last year, it was claimed he transferred from Shanda to Xinhua Du with a sky-high transfer fee of 1 billion. Before Shanda, he had served as the president of Microsoft China.

Besides "Wage Earner"...

At the end of her life, Nannan had Zejin by her side. She knew Zejin loved her; she must have been very happy.

"That's true." Qiao Rong nodded. Back when they were collaborating in Macau, Madman always acted alone. He wouldn't tell him exactly what he was doing, and even if he went to approach Li Madman now, Madman wouldn't tell him everything.

Finally, in the subsequent rounds of the auction, some items that truly tempted Su Yi appeared, such as a fragmented Spirit-grade martial technique.

Shi glanced at Su Yi but didn't say much, instead vanishing directly into his sea of consciousness.

Hearing Jian Ya's cry, everyone hurriedly lightened their footsteps, and their speed slowed down involuntarily.

"I have only recently broken through to the Martial Ancestor realm, but my True Dragon Qi has made great progress. I am willing to learn the high-level techniques of the Wang Mu of the West!!" Yang Dingtian surged the True Dragon Qi within his body outward and charged toward the Wang Mu of the West.

"Crack!" Biler actually caught the arrow flying in from the side with his front teeth, snapping the arrowhead clean off! Appearing alongside Nur and Ayana were dozens of cavalry mercenaries, and from the distance came many shouts; it seemed Nur and Ayana were being pursued by a large number of enemies who had invaded the military camp.

Suppressing these increasingly groundless guesses, Yang Chong sensed his body. His Dark Force had not improved, and he could not detect the mysterious voice hiding within him; he didn't know if the other party had snuck away.

"Master Lian, I fear there may be other strange plants ahead. If we fall into an encirclement, it won't be easy to escape," Du Meng suggested.

"Old man? Training?" Su Yi was stunned, then looked at Su Jie beside him. Su Jie was already foaming at the mouth from the beating, but as soon as Su Yi looked at him, he immediately nodded.

These items included clothing, trousers, and various skills—advanced skills, such as his medical art, fully named the *Medical Canon*, which encompassed ancient Chinese medical texts and was divided into beginner, intermediate, advanced, and perfect levels. Once reaching perfection, one could surpass even the divine physician Hua Tuo.

Arriving at Wanhong Media Company, General Manager Xia Wanhong welcomed him warmly. Xia Wanhong was very expectant regarding the arrival of Young Master Heng, because Heng Vision could now be considered a "thigh" that everyone coveted.

"That's no problem!" Peak Master Mu Bing nodded without refuting. Not to mention anything else, just speaking for himself, if someone suddenly came to ask for many elite disciples, he would probably have to consider it for a while. That this person could do this much was already considered quite cooperative.

Hum! Another heavy metallic sound came. Looking back, they discovered it wasn't the ten heavy-armored poison guards surrounding them; the sound came from the inner room.

Pushing off with his feet, he performed a deep squat and lunged fiercely toward the toad's massive mouth, the Heaven-Startling Sword in his hand held high, pointing straight at the toad's lantern-like eyes.

Tang Qianling saw at a glance that a significant amount of blood was seeping from Jiang Chuan's thigh. Clearly, a bullet had hit Jiang Chuan just now, yet Jiang Chuan had stubbornly persisted for so long.

Because to expand his influence, he had to have sufficient economic strength. He couldn't always rely on missions; having some industries would at least provide for basic expenses.

The blades suspended around Long Zhan's body were already dense and thick. A roar erupted, and they began to tremble violently. On the sharp edges, the blinding brilliance grew increasingly dazzling. ===== CHAPTER 123 =====