Forty-four, forty-four.

The two, not daring to be careless for a moment, immediately exerted their full strength, determined to crush Ah Zhi in the cradle without delay. But was the matter truly as simple as they imagined?

In this private enterprise, aside from the taxes paid, all profits belonged to the owner. So the owner could be dismissed from suspicion first, leaving only the specific staff to consider.

When he called again, the other side grew impatient, clearly treating Xie Lei as a troublemaker. Their tone was harsh, saying the leader was unavailable and threatening to have the police arrest him if he continued to cause trouble. Then the line went dead.

Sitting down at the desk in the room, the man gazed at his own reflection in the mirror. A faint, bitter smile tugged at the corner of his lips. If there were to be a beggar’s guild chief, with his physique, attire, and appearance, he would undoubtedly be the undisputed best candidate.

“Hey, what do you mean? Are you calling me a gorilla? If you’ve got the guts, let’s fight!” Li Kezhu rolled up his sleeves, ready to charge.

“More accurately, this isn’t something the orcs made; it’s a patchwork creation,” Gordon corrected Sword’s words.

“Burning the beanstalk to cook the beans—especially in a place like Huaxia, where no family thrives beyond three generations, it’s common for brothers to vie for power. It’s nothing new. Who would tolerate a stranger sleeping soundly by their bedside? And who exactly is Wang Haishuang?” Lone Eagle stroked his flamboyant mustache, interjecting.

Yu Xuezhong nodded repeatedly, but when he looked up, he saw his brother Yu Xueyong staring at him, and for a moment, he forgot what he wanted to say.

Wang Xuan’s voice was cold and sharp, echoing through the mountain valley. Those nearby stiffened at his words—such confidence, such dominance, an aura of invincibility.

The mighty warrior who once roamed the tundra and united the orc tribes now felt, for the first time, the looming threat of death.

Mei Yingxue fell silent, but under Xiao Ran’s expectant gaze, she finally nodded, a bitter smile gracing her lips.

Mu Zhifei had only come over at Mu Yao’s behest; whether she agreed or not made little difference to her.

As for Zhao Yan, after lingering outside the field for a while, he headed toward the cave, then called Zheng Yunxiao and the others inside.

The phone, hanging on a long chain around her neck, caught the moonlight. Mu Jiao saw a villa perched atop the mountain, from which the music flowed.

Going to the wedding banquet didn’t really matter, though there were rewards for attending. Mu Jiao sighed and decided to let it go.

No matter how graceful and magnanimous Liang Xiu was, he could no longer endure such venomous insults and humiliation.

“Am I cold?” Xia Chang’an turned, his beautiful eyes glaring incredulously at him.

In truth, when Su Luo compared her past self to her present self, seeing the vast gap in strength, and how the beasts that once hunted her were now feeble and easy to defeat, her heart was deeply moved.

Shortly after leaving the Lin family, she was struck by intense abdominal pain; blood flowed down her thigh, and she fainted by the roadside. Though a kind stranger took her to the hospital, it was already too late.

It seemed that these two had quarreled; the usually fearsome Master Si looked even more terrifying today.

Seeing Gu Chengfeng obeying Lu Tangtang so obediently, Su Yuyao felt a strange sensation in her heart.

Though not as advanced as modern cities, one could still sense a unique charm.

No matter, since Zhou Yueshan had fled, there was still a turtle statue left behind here.

Sure enough, this wooden box had run to the old man’s side seeking shelter. He actually believed that fleeing to such a place could truly escape Fang Xing’s pursuit.

Though the team’s current performance was poor, the players obeyed Alfred’s words without question.

“You took me out tonight because you pity me, right? And you even said I looked pretty, didn’t you?”

This child was kind-hearted, and her affection for Pokémon was sincere. Entrusting that Pokémon to her care was undoubtedly safe.

Though he immediately gave an ambiguous answer then, there were already flaws in the details.

The seasoned driver Jing Lang wasn’t particularly fond of Blackwing’s technicians; their tricks often caused accidents, leaving psychological scars since 2005.

However, PSG’s goalkeeper Douchez was no pushover. Facing the fierce shot, he timed it perfectly and leapt to intercept.

This garment was a gift from Ming Ya, who had given several pieces. Ming Beibei casually picked this one to wear, and Ming Ya remarked that Beibei was her living trademark, so the clothes would surely sell well.

At six in the morning, a furious doorbell rang with earth-shattering force, waking everyone in the house. Three adults on the first floor all stuck their heads out in unison.

Perhaps it had been a long time since he had a human to hold. Before, when wielding the sword, simply holding Long Han’s body was no big deal.

All eyes focused on Bai Yunfei, neglecting Xiao Ziyang. Bai Yunfei’s strength was undeniable, but Xiao Ziyang had not been defeated; in fact, from the start of their duel, he had already established an undefeated position.

Just as his hand was about to grasp the long sword’s hilt, an overwhelming force burst from the blade, repelling Su Yao’s hand.

Yet when he went to meet the guests of the Mountain and River Tribe, he did not see their leader, Shan He Yue.

Once the couple left, Elder Fu rubbed his temples. After spending the afternoon playing with Fu Xiaojiu, he grew somewhat weary and instructed the servants to send dinner upstairs.

Liu Huiru clenched both hands tightly, breathing hard. Lou Manman had taken all the benefits, and Lou Xiaoxiao would have to bear the burden of a stubborn reputation; Liu Huiru couldn’t bear it any longer.

Under the light of over two million flashlights and searchlights sweeping the area, Lin Xingchen and the others were startled, gasping at the strange celestial phenomenon.