Chapter 103: A New Guest

Li Wanbai glanced at Su Chengzi, who seemed to be radiating a dark aura beside her, then looked down at the refreshing Baidu Tieba page, sighing inwardly.

Damn it, what is going on? My dear best friend took one look at her phone and now she seems possessed, surrounded by such a gloomy, sinister air—is there any saving her? Oh, great forum users, please bring me an answer!

"What kind of messy thoughts are running through your head again?" Su Chengzi let out a cold snort and tapped her phone screen. "Just now, the group chat received..."

Indeed, for Ye Chu, the misfortune he is currently suffering is truly a minor price to pay. This is not just because he did not become a puppet, but because compared to his past deeds and the encounters that lie ahead, this is truly trivial.

Ximen Wuyou watched the massive rain of fire, and realizing there was no way to dodge it, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and opened them again.

Lei Mingxuan and I traded blows, exchanging vicious moves and striking at each other. After a dozen rounds, we were both somewhat wounded, but I was in a much more disheveled state than he was.

Among the cars ahead, several people were acquaintances. We had all met at the groundbreaking ceremony last time. Of course, there were one or two new friends as well. But since this was an outing, the more friends, the better.

"I know there aren't any tires; it's just a figure of speech. I really hope there's a huge pit on the road ahead so that guy falls right into it, or there's a hole in the ground to trip his horse's hooves," Ge Liang grumbled, his anger far from subsiding.

As long as Ye Chu brings these matters up, he can counter by claiming ignorance, or even argue that these people were created by the human race using blood harvested from his White Bird clan fused with human blood. He could completely wash his hands of the matter and clear the White Bird clan of any involvement.

"Soul-searching—just wait for death." Clang! The door was slammed shut, and the room plunged back into darkness, without a sliver of light.

In the countryside, throughout the entire year, it is only the wealthy families who hire bands for weddings or funerals. Therefore, it is a rare and novel spectacle.

A bald, chubby man sat behind the counter, playing a poker game on his computer. Hearing footsteps, he looked up.

"Sister, where are you right now? I ran into Brother Liu Yi and the others outside the Bamboo Garden. Don't worry about me getting lost; I'm here waiting for you to pick me up." Looking at the two people standing before him, Liu Xu dared not answer his sister's real question and instead recited the excuse he had concocted. Surely his sister would understand, right?

Zhu Chenhuan still commanded some authority among the Heavenly Soldiers; after all, he was the former Marshal Tianpeng, a true man of power in the Heavenly Court.

Hehe, yesterday was all a setup. The company will surely change his contract, regardless of whether he wins or loses against Tie Jun. Everyone else always knows the news first, while Lin Haoyu himself is always the last to find out.

Just as they were silent, an alarm suddenly blared. They immediately opened their computers, and their expressions changed instantly.

Waving his hands, he sent Flying Thunder God kunai in all directions, beginning to use the Flying Thunder God technique to teleport instantly, dodging the powerful water bullet cannons. This was not the only way to dodge; he also used ninjutsu requiring hand seals to evade.

Chiyo and Ebizo, the siblings, exchanged glances, both seeing a trace of bitterness in the other's eyes. The financial situation of the Hidden Sand Village was not affluent, and supplies were scarce. This war was something the Hidden Leaf could not afford to drag out, and the Hidden Sand could not afford it either. If they did not resolve it quickly, they would certainly fall into a stalemate.

In other words, as long as Ding Yunfeng remained unharmed, the Night Raid operation unit could forget about getting their hands on it.

Am I going to see Peng Shaohua? I wonder if Cui Cheng and Brother Jinghao will come along, and if Grandfather knows about this news.

Yan Pengju felt a jolt in his heart, and then his wrist tightened. He looked down and saw that the hand, marked with scattered age spots, now had its veins bulging visibly.