Chapter 157: 153 Blood-soaked Relay

Bai Xiaosheng was offline for four days, and many people were waiting for his return.

Over eighty employees, five hundred thousand website users, the production team of "Only You"… everyone, for various reasons, hoped that Bai Xiaosheng, such a unique website, could continue operating.

But no one expected that Pan Yuhai, the founder of Zhen Gongfu himself, was also waiting.

In fact, as soon as Bai Xiaosheng came back online, he immediately registered an account and posted.

The feeling of returning home was naturally excellent, bringing a rare smile to Xing Zechen's indifferent lips. He gazed at the distant flowers, grass, and trees, and took a deep breath.

"Got it! Guaranteed to complete the mission!" His tone betrayed excitement, for this Chengqing Bar was within the White Gang's territory and one of their more successful ventures.

If Chang Ge Yue could really lure away Zui Qingfeng, that fool, it would be perfect.

She had always gotten along well with this Ge Scholar; she had distanced herself only because she suspected him of being a spy, but now that she knew they were on the same side, he was leaving.

Of course there's a difference. As Li Yiji said, how could one's fate be held in another's hands? So he insisted on drawing first.

So many fiery beauties are throwing themselves at him—no telling if he's got the fortune to enjoy them. But he certainly hopes he does, so the seat will be his.

Yet He Zao seemed to know the origins of every shop in town, could explain why each business was doing well or poorly, which surprised Liu Hui.

Tomorrow night is her finals; she can't shoot any Hollywood films, can't perform Zhao Feiyan's drum dance—she can only wear the costume to look beautiful on stage. But she can use that stage to imitate him today and give him a shocking surprise.

Students from surrounding classes scattered or ran off, but the students of Finance Class One sat slumped on the ground chatting. The commotion naturally drew attention from other classes, and some curious students came over to ask what had happened.

It was just two days ago; Tie Mu didn't talk much, merely stood like a door god behind He Zao, sometimes even volunteering as a driver.

Xiao Yi and Elena sat side by side. To be honest, Xiao Yi was very willing to sit with Elena; Elena's soft breasts pressed tightly against him, filling him with delight—he, a staunch male chauvinist, thoroughly enjoyed this feeling.

But he didn't know that doing so would exact an extremely painful price—one he simply couldn't bear.

Xiao Yi's punch landed with no effect. Frustrated, he stepped back and began chanting the Fireball spell.

"Have you contacted them? Why the midnight mobilization?" Fujie Huifu didn't turn around.

Yuan Jianfeng casually whistled, ignored Lin Xiaotang's question, and simply turned to order his men to clean up and leave.

A top expert at the peak of the Eight Trigrams Realm's tenth layer, once he leaves, he leaves not a single trace.

Finally, the starlight vanished, heaven and earth returned to stillness, and this year's Fengyun Championship officially ended in triumph.

"Yes, a mission—in this forest. Without your help, I can't get through." Lin Ruoxin recognized her mistake and lowered her tone in reply.

Zhu Yizi startled, cold sweat breaking out over his body, then a flicker of ferocity flashed in his eyes.

But after waiting half the night, Zhang Yunfei never showed up—apparently, this "sincerity" had come to an end.

"Wishing you soaring success and endless fortune!" Before Wu Xuan could react, several waiters, led by the manager, chanted in unison.

The cart carrying her jolted slightly; the straw covering her gently scratched Jian He's eyelids. The ox cart moved steadily and slowly; the clamor of the marketplace, the murmur of crowds, seemed distant yet close, brushing past her continuously.