Chapter 34: The Confrontation

Realizing the wolf king was actually afraid of fire, he picked a blazing piece of firewood from the pile and slowly approached the beast. Seeing Zhao Weimin coming toward it with the torch, the wolf king lost its earlier majesty and pride. Like a frightened puppy, it shrank back desperately, whimpering pitifully.

Looking through the window, Lady Jiang watched Yun Wei confronting Curly outside. She did not know what Yun Wei had said, but it infuriated Curly so much that its howls sounded just like a wolf’s wail.

Ou Guowei emerged from the detention cell at the police station. The moment Wang Zili saw him, a wave of disgust surged in his heart. His standard side-parted hairstyle, which should have looked dashing, was ruined by his unkempt appearance. His large eyes were shrouded in dark clouds, with puffy, grayish-blue, over-fermented dough-like bags hanging beneath them.

As for grassroots students, obtaining such an opportunity is incredibly difficult, unless one manages to become a "specially connected person."

At the same time, Naipang, his eyes reddened like a maddened beast, swung his fists and charged forward.

If he were to reveal his true identity now, he feared Yun Mo would no longer recognize him; it was impossible not to hear the mockery in Yun Mo’s tone toward the Duke of Anguo.

What comforted Xiang Ba-wen most was hearing Su Shi personally admit that he had developed deep feelings for Chu Wu. It was settled—as for the likes of Qin Changan or Xia Kang, they could just keep dreaming.

"Hey, wait for me, let’s talk in person. I’ll be there in twenty minutes," Wang Zili said before hanging up. I never expected him to come to our provincial capital to open a noodle shop. Lanzhou hand-pulled noodles are indeed famous nationwide, and business is good enough to warrant opening branches. Why hasn't Chengguo Braised Foods been able to break into the provincial capital's market? Is it a human factor or something else?

Therefore, it was not hard to understand why "Hand Without Poison" wore such an expression upon hearing Ye Zheng’s answer.

Right, there was also his old man, Su Daqiang. When he went back, he would just say it was with his father’s tacit approval; that would surely deflect most of the heat.

This was his home turf! What's more, this guy looked just like him, but was pitch black, which was an eyesore.

Lin Yuru let out a cry, then offered her red lips, pressing them against Mo Yi’s mouth as she slowly closed her eyes.

Truth be told, during the construction of the house, many students who had studied hard under Han Muxia in the past came to help. Han Muxia only said that after he moved in, the plaque for the martial arts hall could finally be hung up again.

I am not a person who is tough on the outside but soft on the inside. Although I consider myself somewhat sentimental, at critical moments, I will not be soft-hearted.

Everyone suffering from a terminal illness hopes for one thing above all else: to hear that a miracle drug has been developed for their condition.

I do not know when it started, but Jiaqi stopped asking about the whereabouts of "Sister Keke," whom she had always hoped would return. Perhaps it started the day she went to school a week later, or maybe it took several months to stop, but I truly cannot remember.

An old steed in the stable still aspires to gallop a thousand miles; a noble soul in its twilight years never abandons its lofty ambitions. At this moment, a look that only appeared in his youth surfaced on Wang Yishun’s face.

However, because more and more onlookers gathered at the hospital entrance, and because someone had reported it to the police, the sirens of police cars sounded outside once again.

Looking at the three dishes and one soup on the table, whose colors, aromas, and tastes were so enticing that one couldn't bear to eat them, Meng Yan swallowed his saliva in a pathetic display of greed.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiang picked up his inner-disciple identity token, reported to the Internal Affairs Hall, and then excitedly charged into the Beast Forest.

"I think my grandson ran away from home just because of this lousy name!" Chunhu Xiang snorted with great dissatisfaction.

Thus, after leaving the arena, Hao remained in silent contemplation, pondering all the information about the meme, its possible origins, and its side effects.

"Kiss me one more time?" Feeling the soft touch on his face, Gu Cheng felt his mind wander, growing a bit bolder.

He picked up his phone and saw that Tai Er was not online, but Jade Rabbit, Sha Wujing, and the Third Prince were, so he invited them to play a game.

Hao couldn't, nor did he have any way to warn them. The only thing he could do was proceed according to the original plan.

After a roar, a scorching aura rushed into Zhang Gui’s brain, instantly making his head feel like a pile of mush.

The massive army triggered by this orc war-tide was incredibly unfortunate to encounter an ancestral beast that had been in a deep slumber while expanding outward.

As the two announced the flavor, many realized they had missed out on being the lucky ones, as they had also chosen red bean.

Naturally, the attacks released increased accordingly. This is the insurmountable gap between a saint and a mortal.

Mainly regarding the U.S. side, the Hawks had been excellent enough over the past two years. Unless they took a further step, with their reinforced roster beating such a weak opponent, apart from mentioning their three-game winning streak, it was hard to offer any additional evaluation.

The design bidding for the Daenerys Entertainment Malibu film studio campus had already begun. Such a large-scale integrated office complex covering 50 hectares naturally attracted intense competition from many top architectural design firms, and Gensler was among them.

With this single, almost understated effort, Simon Westeros truly made many realize that after the era of the great studios, another Hollywood power figure worthy of being called a "tycoon" had been born.

In Midtown Manhattan, the crowded NASDAQ exchange hall in Times Square, February 16, 1996, was destined to become an extraordinary day in American financial history.