Chapter 163: A Surprise Hygiene Inspection at an Enemy’s Restaurant

It's a pity that everything they believed Nine Lord did for them was a lie; they had never even formally met him.

"Hehe... If you dare to abandon me, I'll be unfaithful!" the man in the black robe whispered teasingly to Xue’er.

Now that this Minsheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital belonged to him, it was naturally easy for the owner to find the century-old Tianshan snow lotus.

Hudson broke out in a cold sweat. Although his black mist could corrode spiritual entities, the corroded spirits transformed into nutrients that fed the fierce ghosts within his body.

"You're welcome. Try to kill fewer people from now on," the young man said and walked away without engaging in any conversation with the Divine Spirit.

Anna plunged her hand into the flowing water again, maintaining the posture and focusing solely on washing her hands, refusing to look at the mirror anymore.

"Thank you so much!" Li Qiguan pulled out two bright red apples from behind, handing them to the white cat and Cole Duck before dashing towards the treehouse in the distance.

Clearly, it wasn’t her fault but someone else’s betrayal that led to her demise. Her father’s poor gameplay was the real cause, yet everyone turned around to question her, blaming her father’s awkward keyboard setup... World of Warcraft was just a simple game, so why did playing it feel so miserable? Her heart was heavy with frustration.

Liu Ye could smell a medicinal herb scent on the middle-aged man, suggesting he often brewed traditional Chinese medicine or worked in a pharmacy, hence the distinctive aroma.

Kongcheng nodded, acknowledging that some progress had been made; only "Hug You" remained consistently steady in performance.

Therefore, despite the unexpected appearance of Xiao Xiaoyao, the warriors of the Stop War Guild still refused to give up their fierce struggle against the Brotherhood.

Cao Wei seemed to realize something, and suddenly, Zhong Kui appeared in the front court, though no one knew when he had arrived.

Nan Yi paid the fare and got off, walking to the gate to check it. The secret mark he had left was gone, and the door was now covered with garish graffiti.

They could control the media and public opinion, but they could not control the well-established fan support group of He Quan.

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Was this gentle-looking, handsome man with affectionate eyes really the legendary ugly God of War?

Many who had originally moved to the Yunyue Alliance in Jizhou had returned to the city and retired from politics to join the turbulent movements, reportedly because Bingzhou was encroaching on their lands.

"That’s true," Liu Feng said as he stood before the officials of Chengdu.

Some unsavory tasks that were difficult to execute openly could be handed over to him, letting this son play the villain while keeping his own hands clean of blood.

He Quan trembled involuntarily, his heart racing and not daring to move an inch, fearing to wake the two people.

Su Jiuyah returned to her room in a huff and lay on the bed, clutching the blanket and burying her head in it.

The sorcerer spoke sarcastically, while a pair of bony hands attacked Ruo Shui’s chest again.

Zhan Feihuang cried incessantly at the dining table; Lin Chen, frustrated, wanted to break up with her, but unexpectedly, he triggered the girl’s “crying spot,” and she began to cry endlessly.

When the group arrived, many members were engaged in internal conflicts, the room filled with the clicking of mice and keyboards, which stirred a thrilling excitement in their hearts.

As soon as the words finished, a burst of hearty laughter echoed from the inner room, though it was tinged with deep helplessness.

"Don’t... don’t come over..." Wu Tong clutched his groin, eyes watering from the pain, as Xiang Yang approached step by step. To him, Xiang Yang was like a demon whose every step sent chills down his spine.

"Gurgle..." Lin Chen swallowed hard, gazing at the smooth, plump weapons with an urge to reach out and touch them.

In such an important match, Hugo naturally had little chance to play. He was quite self-aware, not even sitting on the bench but in the stands, accompanied by his father Ricardo, mother Lida, his uncle’s family, Aisha, and Druso. Yet, Hugo ignored Aisha.

The warrior Han was naturally unafraid now. If he was here to show off, did you expect him not to? What were you thinking?

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The Heavenly Thunder Twin Swords were mutually attracted to each other; at such close range, no matter how they tried to control the blades, the swords collided, unleashing a powerful aura.

If the chain liberation effect of the disciples from the Fierce Mercy Hall formed, coupled with an external invading unknown force...

Until Feng Xi, moved by Qing Ming’s joke, went searching for the Seven-Color Stone with joy to present to his beloved, only to witness a heartbreaking scene. The shattering of the Seven-Color Stone shattered Feng Xi’s heart as well. In his rage, the Heavenly Emperor stripped him of his immortality and cast him down several realms, yet Feng Xi felt no regret.

“Sister Zhu, we’re here to discuss business…” Before Peng Haoming finished speaking, his bodyguards pounced, landing several combo punches aimed at his face.

“What is this? What do you want?” Dafa glanced around, then asked with confusion.

At the time, he was just a rookie, handling chores while learning from an old cop he called master.

“You don’t know. We’re dealing with Long Kun. He’ll explain when he arrives, so don’t worry yet,” Peng Sizhe said.

They dared not bring too many people, only a few highly skilled guards remained nearby. They planned for these guards to leave the city first, then come back in batches.

Only then did Qin Minghui remember this crucial matter, which might be a valuable clue.

“You've improved, but I don’t have time to play with you anymore,” Peng Haoming smiled. Peng Sizhe, seeing Peng Haoming’s cold demeanor return, said nothing and took his stance, ready for the next round.

I felt utterly helpless. After all, these things were indeed frustrating and hard to explain, leaving me speechless. I could only smile because these matters were just so vexing and inexplicable.

I did skip many classes last semester and failed a few subjects. But if that’s the reason they won’t let me intern, then the school is being too harsh.