Chapter 43: Ranked Fifteenth

"Hiss, it hurts so much."
Gu Xi endured the sensation of electric current passing through her brain.
She was supported by someone who didn't exert much strength.
"President Gu, you're awake." A woman in a qipao with a mature and elegant charm approached Gu Xi.
She patted Gu Xi's back, trying to help her soothe the discomfort after fainting.
Gu Xi looked closely.
It turned out to be one of the private assistants from several regions she had encountered previously beneath the Twin Towers.

Hua...
Among these prominent aristocratic scions, even if they lacked officials in their clan, their networks were never short of those in power. With the illustrious reputation of the Eight Dragons of the Xun family, even after enduring the Prohibitions of the Partisans, it was far too easy for the family's youth to enter officialdom.
"Come in!" An aged voice echoed out, traversing a distance of several miles and ringing clearly in the ears of Lin Ran and the burly man.

"The Great Resurrection is a technique that defies heaven; once used, it takes a very long time to recover. Never mind, I'll go treat your soldiers so that at least the wounded can survive," Liu Tao said, feeling utterly pestered by the two of them and resorting to a perfunctory reply.

Nanny Kong was somewhat surprised, but upon recalling the Ran family's abnormal behavior over the past few days, she could understand it—though she feared Old Madame Jiang might not.
"Senior, what on earth do you want in order to let me go?" Zhao Jiasi's face was slightly flushed, her blood obviously rushing upward. With her chest heaving, her alluring charm was faintly visible, and the long hair at her temples fluttered gently backward in the wind.

Seeing that he was about to get up again, Mu Zicheng directly pressed his head down into the water, then lifted it up again to prevent him from suffocating.
Mu Zicheng silently rolled his eyes. What was so good about that stinking girl A-Wan? Why choose her out of everyone? Well, you're in for some bad luck; let's just kill you first then.

"There are at least three Silver Tyrannosaurs in the Dragon Valley. These creatures possess high intelligence. The tree ambush earlier will definitely make them vigilant, and they will pour out in full force to hunt down the culprits. Let's retreat and hide for now." Not eager for instant success and considering the exceptional intelligence of the Silver Tyrannosaurs, Lin Hao led the group to fall back first.

Wu Yuyan couldn't help laughing out loud. Leaving aside Wu Yuqing's shares in the company, which he had long since bought out completely, where on earth would any shares of hers remain?
"Safe." Making a hand gesture, his legs sprang up, and he flipped his backside onto the very middle top bunk. Pulling out a cigar, he prepared to enjoy one blissfully, but a single glance from Luo Xingyan made him wilt like a frost-bitten eggplant. Immediately folding, he put away the cigar and assumed the expression of an amiable pushover.

Arriving at a certain apartment, he used all his WeChat Moments contacts to track down Director Zhang's footsteps, then came to his door and gently pressed the doorbell.
Our area is quite remote; aside from a river to the north of the village and a large forest to the southeast, there's nothing else. In the dead of summer, how could one not jump into the river?

Gosh, would people even open the door for that? Aren't business negotiations supposed to take place in offices? Who negotiates business in a hotel?
Similar incidents had happened numerous times in history; some people believed their wings had hardened and were unwilling to submit to unified command, leading to extremely severe consequences.

The lights in the house were still on; no one was seen entering, nor was anyone seen leaving.
"Which..." Li Jingyi glanced at Yusheng, her eyes flickering intensely, her palms tightly clenched together.

The number of Kunlun disciples had always been small, and they basically had no contact with the outside world. Although outsiders had heard of the name Kunlun, very few had ever laid eyes on a Kunlun disciple.
Grand Marshal Jin's successive-firing gun discharged twenty-one bullets per volley. After each volley, he had to pause to catch his breath, giving him just the opportunity to scoop the golden bullets from the net back into his pocket.

I reached out to stop her, only to find that my strength was simply no match for hers. My heartbeat began to accelerate, and my blood was boiling. If not for the confinement of certain blood vessels, perhaps blood would have already been spraying out from every exit.

Affected by the freezing effect, Marpuzana No. 2's movements were somewhat sluggish, but it still marched step by step toward Marpuzana.