Chapter 253

Penguin has launched repeated attacks in the field of security software.

From the Spring Festival until now, over half a year, whether in software features, interface design, or its strength in traffic acquisition, Penguin’s steps have been clear: to replicate its successes in other fields and claim the top spot in this market.

With money, people, technology, traffic, and proven success, what’s impossible?

It’s not just Penguin that holds this confident belief.

To the right was a man with curly hair, wearing goggles and a combat suit.

But someone had to bear the blame, so the Luo family pushed Luo Zirun forward—in their view, a failure was perfect to shoulder all the blame.

Those nearby could go home, but those farther away had to live and eat at the farm. Meals were available at the factories, each with its own canteen, but housing was tight, so Cao Ming led the construction of a batch of houses.

Nearly a month of standing at attention, marching, and practicing military boxing had transformed these teenagers, long sheltered by their parents.

Passing the central square, Liu Xing saw someone giving an impassioned speech beside the Christmas tree; he’d never liked speeches since school, and that hadn’t changed even a hundred years later, but since the topic concerned him, he paused and listened for three minutes.

He then collected two spiritual veins in Qinglong City, shattered the void to travel elsewhere, and gathered nearly all known dragon souls before returning to the mortal realm.

But during his work for the Mukov Group, he gradually realized what a wicked company it was, and, seized by conscience, he emailed Miles—a journalist he’d heard of before—exposing the Mukov Group’s heinous crimes.

Tan Huanhuan and Ji Changzhou didn’t treat themselves as outsiders; they helped themselves to whatever dishes they liked, and since they were close to the Ye family, the Ye family would offer them some care.

“Who are they?” Cang Yue looked up at the trio sobbing loudly while clinging to Liu Xing’s thigh, frowned, and asked.

“Liu Hai, what are you implying?” Yun Yi clearly sensed hidden meaning in Liu Hai’s words, and her eyes widened.

After all, Yun Yi’s value was many times greater than Luo Zhen and Tang Rui’s! It was a pity, though, that she was being given to the Demon Sovereign—she was unwilling, yet powerless to resist.

This man’s mind turned quickly enough, but unfortunately, he wasn’t on the righteous path, and his cunning was astonishing.

I have to admit, this guy's skills are indeed impressive; he's probably a retired assassin who turned to underground boxing for livelihood.

Wearing heavy black armor, it was better to be well-protected against this beast-like opponent who charged without regard for his life.

Ruyi softly replied, “Yes,” then quietly rested her head on his knees, listening to his slow, steady breaths, feeling the tide of his layered thoughts.

Everyone fell silent, for they all knew the man was right—this matter had nothing to do with them; at most, they could only watch the spectacle.

“What’s it about?” Chu Shuwan’s second grandfather asked, pulling out a pouch of tobacco, rolling it into a cigarette with a strip of paper, lighting it, and puffing twice.

Wu Lao and the others wisely chose not to interrupt Cheng Yu, for they knew that if she said this, she would surely tell them what she had learned today.

Peng Ligang immediately thought of the man he’d encountered last night outside Lian Xue’s building—he must have gone back to demand money from Lian Xue again.

The Golden Armor Knight finally decided to go out and take a look; whether he knew the person or not, one glance would tell him everything—after all, this was Jin Feng City, and he wasn’t afraid of enemies coming to him.

*Bang!* Before Shao Wenda finished speaking, Zhu slammed his palm hard on the table. “Scum!” he snarled, finally seeing through Qi Wang’s malicious intent—he’d always known Qi Wang’s aid came with hidden motives, and now his judgment was proven correct.