Chapter 150

Yu Xing didn't expect JD. com to notice a small shrimp like him.

Xu Xin thought of some strong resistance Yu Xing might have.

Liu Qiangdong, on the other hand, never expected that a well-known investor like Xu Xin couldn't handle such a small matter.

When he received Xu Xin's call, he even doubted whether Xu Zong had applied pressure, and had to emphasize the development period of JD. com: "Xu Zong, there must be a battle between JD. com and Suning, but it absolutely cannot be now."

In the following time, Chen Hao sat in the room and practiced with peace of mind. Of course, he wasn't practicing magic power; Chen Hao wasn't stupid. Magic power was at a bottleneck, so what use could practice have?

"Lord Hall Master. It's been many days, and your style is even better than before!" Chen Hao walked to the front and bowed with cupped fists. To be honest, in terms of friendship, he didn't have much intersection with this Hall Master; instead, he had a deep friendship with his subordinate, Deacon Sun. Seeing him so enthusiastic at this time, Chen Hao was a bit flattered.

Secretary Luan snorted and presented the memorandum he had organized to the Second Prince for review. After the Second Prince read it, the three of them took it to Prince Yu together. Prince Yu had no opinion, and then it was presented to Emperor Jing'an.

When he finally used the Hongchang Ticket Number as an opportunity to obtain the imperial court's edict to open ports in many places, suppressing bandits was naturally a matter of course. At this time, it was Xue Tingfang's turn to fulfill his promise and clear the ghosts and monsters in the gang for the Great Leader.

"I'm tired of it! This kind of cat-and-mouse battle is not what I want." Liu Huan slowly retracted the dazzling golden spear in his hand, looking at the Great Elder and others running around, his face getting worse and worse.

The King of Min's face changed instantly, and he immediately looked at Emperor Jing'an. Emperor Jing'an said, "I haven't seen your memorial." This was naturally directed at Qin Fengyi.

Xuanyue just snorted coldly and didn't say much. He knew that saying anything at this moment was useless. A large part of the reason he suffered a loss just now was that he didn't put this evil beast in his eyes, which was probably the psychology of everyone who encountered an evil beast for the first time.

Fan A: My God, that research center known globally as a miracle was only established the year Bengbeng was admitted to university.

Secretary Luan whispered, "My lord, do you think it's the Emperor's intention—" As he spoke, Secretary Luan pointedly looked at these data from the Ministry of Revenue.

"Pfft," that dead soldier flew backward directly, spitting out a large amount of blood from his mouth, and died instantly. Lin Yu slowly turned his head and walked toward the remaining handful of people. The huge pressure made them kneel down involuntarily...

Father and mother finally left with the four men in black, leaving Lan and Bai alone at home.

The seven-colored light dissipated and began to shrink and converge toward the center. Finally, what appeared in Yan Yuncheng's palm was a silkworm cocoon flowing with seven-colored crystal light.

Unfortunately, Jiang Han now had no ability to resist and could only swallow his anger and silently accumulate strength.

Wherever the medicinal power passed, the bruises on Jiang Han's body actually faded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even those bloodstains quickly scabbed, fell off, and recovered.

"Of course you can, as long as it's something I know. But what do you want to know?" Moonlight looked at the shopkeeper in confusion.

When the purple meteor shower all over the sky became dense enough to make ordinary people in the Wizard World feel its dazzling aurora, the countermeasures for the Wizard World finally arrived.

Wisps of black-green mist began to escape from Yan Yuncheng's body, emitting a strange and irritating fragrance. This fragrance was very uncomfortable. This situation did not last long before Yan Yuncheng's whole body stopped trembling, and Qingyan hurriedly helped him up.

In the pitch-black night, the street lamps were dim and obscure under the drizzle, looking like candles that were about to go out from a distance.

Then a crisp sound of breaking shells was heard, and that strange blue light finally faded away.