Volume 1, Chapter 30: This Home Is No Longer Hers

Fu Shihong struck him once, but finding that insufficient to vent his fury, he swung his cane again.

"Speak! That woman—is she pregnant?"

Murong Lan suddenly stepped forward, her face radiant with anticipation. "Son, if Jiang Kexin is truly pregnant, I must arrange for people to look after her. After all, she is carrying the eldest grandson of the Fu family."

Fu Beichen cast a cold glance at her and replied expressionlessly, "Who said Kexin is pregnant?"

At these words, Fu Shihong let out a sigh of relief.

Trotsky was clearly adept at listening to the opinions of others; as a dictator, this was indeed a rare virtue.

Seeing this, many in the audience began to sympathize with Billy, played by Jude, and hoped the police in the film would apprehend Frank as soon as possible.

Yan Yun moved with greater agility, his body twisting slightly as the flying debris grazed past him; instead of widening the gap between them, he drew even closer.

As they continued forward, the pillars ahead grew fewer, and the ground began to slope downward. The deepest part of the temple was a vast, basin-shaped clearing, resembling the impression left by a massive round iron pot pressed into flat, sandy ground.

Today was the awards ceremony, and also the day for the system to conclude its task phase. He still needed to help the game assistant, Menglu, complete her soul transformation, and he was curious to see what mode the system would present next.

If Zhu Jiuyin had not already experienced such a situation, providing him the experience to remain calm in the face of this sudden turn of events, he might have been terrified by such a pincer attack from within and without. In that case, it would truly have been a brush with death—or more accurately, a situation with no hope of survival.

"Fight our way back home? Is that really possible?" Yusuf gaped, staring in disbelief at Zhong Zhijie and Sheng Shicai beside him.

Men Zongyi fixed his gaze on Di Chongxiao, his eyes narrowing, until suddenly, the crimson threads in his pupils faded and his expression returned to normal. He turned back to look at Men Qifeng and waved his hand with a gesture of displeasure. A gust of wind swept by, and Men Qifeng was helplessly blown into the residence.

Following this, Xia Feng assigned a task to Diao Chan. Three days later, Diao Chan delivered the prepared materials to Xia Feng. Xia Feng then sent someone to summon Hua Tuo.

Besides, wasn't the Soviet aviation industry of the past built entirely by copying aircraft engines from the United States, Britain, and Germany? The engine used in the famous MiG-15 jet fighter was it not a copy of the British Rolls-Royce Nene engine?

The council chamber was unusually quiet at this moment; everyone present pricked up their ears, terrified of missing a single word.

Just as he was evading his pursuers, a large hand emerged from the darkness and dragged him into the room.

Every operation Fang Tianhao had planned proved successful, collapsing all of the Lin family's businesses in Chuzhou in one stroke. This left Xiao Han filled with admiration; he had never imagined there could be a way to destroy a family without resorting to force, and he felt his horizons had been broadened.

"Well said, but you have still fallen into the trap," Dr. Lin said, standing to the side with his arms crossed.

"Would you like me to give you a hand?" the young and beautiful teacher asked, a smile appearing on her face.

Baili Motian stared at the frantic Qin Zixin with cold, indifferent eyes, his voice dripping with disdain.

Man Yan’s tone turned cold, betraying a hint of impatience; if Lin Yuanfan continued to speak in such a manner, he had already decided in his heart to drive him away.

In truth, it was impolite to eat in front of others, but she was genuinely starving now and could no longer concern herself with appearances.

Lin Feifan bolted upright, only to collide head-on with a hard object. Lin Feifan considered his own head quite tough, but the object opposite him proved to be no less solid.

A large volume of carbon dioxide spewed from Lin Feifan’s mouth. Several minutes later, having been tortured to the point of being unrecognizable, he finally managed to catch his breath.

Human beings are, at the end of the day, biological entities. The primary imperative of any biological entity is survival; in the face of survival, notions like gentlemanly conduct are nothing but nonsense.