Chapter 191

With the arrival of September, Bai Xiaosheng further refined his recruitment framework, dividing the domestic market into four major regions: Huadong, Huinan, Beifang, and Xibu.

However, unlike traditional approaches, Bai Xiaosheng's current focus deliberately avoided major cities within these four regions.

As the lead responsible for building the company system, Liu Hao had received numerous suggestions since last month, proposing that Bai Xiaosheng simultaneously tap into the lower-tier markets of major cities like Jingcheng and Shencheng.

Thick black mist surged around them, crushing and colliding, as countless residents of Luoyue Town emerged once more.

The door of the Rolls-Royce at the center of the convoy was opened by bodyguards, and the first thing to catch everyone's eyes was a long leg clad in blue high heels.

The mocked man seemed struck in the spine, his face flushing red as he jabbed his fingers wildly.

Because they were standing on the narrow edge of the wall—only twenty to thirty centimeters wide—with a dozens-of-meters-deep abyss beneath them, a fall meant certain shattering death.

Ye Qiu lowered his head slightly, avoiding eye contact with Huang Song; he had no intention of joining Huang Song's team.

She had planned that if Mo Zhuoyuan could leave here with a clean reputation and her favor score rose enough to let her escape this ordeal, she would stay far away from him forever—to avoid him one day remembering this disgraceful episode and hunting her down—and so she withheld her name, leaving herself a lifeline.

One, Jin Jialuo. No pressure in the laning phase, same as Ez; in mid-to-late game, synergize with Zoey and Jax in teamfights, focusing purely on utility.

"Sorry, I won't be going back for now," Xu Zhiyao shook his head, cutting off Li Hong before she could continue.

Left arm equipped with the Challenge Bloodthirster, right hand wielding a Nine-Headed Serpent matching the Qinggangying, back carrying a massive Black Cleaver, feet shod in custom-made cloth boots designed specifically for dueling Qinggangying.

Since he already had a rough idea of the outcome of the first round, he still had to wait for the final result displayed on the computer.

Their secret seizure of the Qiang people's ancestral lands and occupation of Nanzhao Kingdom followed precisely this same pattern.

Five men, five blades—their strikes instantly covered a radius of several meters around Jiang Hao, aiming to seal off every possible escape route and achieve a one-hit kill.

"An outdated relic, long overdue for a gold payout. What was true before is not true now," Eve said quietly.

Jian Gang, who had lived with the original host, was already dead and posed no threat. The original host's mother, Chen Yufang, relied on the original host's identity to secure her livelihood for the rest of her life; even if she discovered the imposter, she could not expose her.

For a moment, Tojo Hideki was utterly disillusioned with Kawabe Masazo, then turned his gaze to this trusted subordinate he had promoted.

"Pūtōng!" Water splashed wildly at the boat's edge as figures in wetsuits jumped in like dumplings dropped into boiling water.

After the person woke up, An Ning asked about the others' whereabouts; upon learning they had entered Ghost City, she immediately dispatched a team to search for them.

In comparison, Ao Jun's flames seemed more effective against the shadows—though they only made the shadows more frenzied and active, revealing no tangible damage.

When Ye Xuan mounted the horse and wrapped his arms around her from the front, gripping her soft hands that held the reins.

The other team members stared at the American-issue equipment before them, then at their own broken gear, their hands trembling.

Tuantuan is no longer a two- or three-year-old child; she caught a few words and clearly understood why Lin Nuan had argued with Ye Ziqi—it must have been related to him being pushed into the water.

"What's there to talk about between you and me?" Ding Lun reflexively refused; he had a rough idea of what Zhang Min wanted to discuss.

As they fought, their postures grew strangely intimate. Xian Xian's legs wrapped around his narrow waist; the boy one hand curled around her waist, the other brushed aside the tangled strands at her cheek, pressing a gentle, heart-stopping kiss to her lips.

Her sister came personally to pick up Xian Xian, waved from the front passenger seat with a look full of unspoken words, urging her to get in.

"Sister Wu, just say it outright—I already treat you like family. What's there you can't tell me?" Dong Qi smiled, her recent weight loss making her look even more pitiful.

"Mian Mian… I don't agree to the divorce. I won't agree. I can't live without you." Tang Zui suddenly covered his face and burst into tears.

Zhu Zhuoran's head buzzed from the overwhelming 'enthusiasm' of these people; when he saw Meng Li, he was momentarily stunned by her beauty.

Er Ya felt her heart pounding, glancing left and right, thinking it was utterly unbelievable—had her luck really turned this good lately?

Su Mannan, eyes closed, opened her beautiful eyes toward her agent; the assistant, quick to read the situation, lifted half the face mask to let her speak.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's getting late. We'll meet again at the same time tomorrow!" Chu An said to the camera, then closed the livestream, ending the day's broadcast.

She kept long hair, walking ahead of me; against the backdrop of the narrow white corridor, her hair appeared deep, black, and elegant. The motion of her walk made her hair ripple like fine waves.

His body trembled, and with a thunderous boom, a staggering aura erupted—like a brilliant rainbow piercing straight through the heavens.

Since I now have multiple clones, I'll send out even more, ensuring this place becomes impregnable.

Shang Jingxing shook his head in regret, released the spell, and reached out his right hand to seize the wild boar's soul energy. But something strange happened then: this time, the beast's soul energy did not flee toward Ling Feng in the center—on the contrary, it surged directly toward Shang Jingxing's hand and merged into his body.

The organization led by E Wang's primary objective was to crush the Vinola Empire. She understood that a nation's strength hinged on its military, and the key to maintaining military power lay in procurement and development of armaments—and whether logistics ran smoothly. Adequate funding would greatly enhance efficiency.

Since he had said so, no one else dared to Quanjie further; Lü Qingmei and Lu Lanlian each asked what he needed before leaving, promising to prepare it for him.

Two dull thuds echoed as the naked Jiang Hua pair crashed heavily onto a suddenly cleared, scorching black patch of earth in the jungle, surrounding soil emitting faint wisps of black smoke.

Seeing this, Liu Shiba leapt to his feet, eyes gleaming with ecstatic joy, clutching tightly the translucent double-fish jade pendant in his pants pocket.

"So that's it—not that Commander Zhao didn't understand, but that he understood and chose to pretend he didn't."

Around the hall, long tables were arranged, each laden with various antiques—nearly a hundred items in total.

Chen Mo stepped out of the teleportation array. Around him emerged over a dozen experts no weaker than Hunyuan; he asked a common citizen of Leiming City for directions before heading toward a nearby grand tavern.

Listening to Bao'er's endless praises of Peach Garden, Mu Fan's lips curved into an ever-wider smile.

A hundred years of solitude, ten thousand miles of sorrow. The road stretches far as the sun sinks west; twilight comes, and my temples turn autumn-gray. The river rolls eastward endlessly; my heart weeps as the stars drift westward.