Chapter 180: A Stunning Female Secretary Appears!

Xu Ze was completely unaware of the uproar currently taking place on the internet.
After returning to the dormitory, he turned in early.
Though his roommates were all filled with excitement, they knew that Xu Ze was exhausted. Not wanting to disturb his rest, they turned off the lights and climbed into bed early as well.
Yet, unable to fall asleep, the three of them began messaging each other in a private WeChat group.
That is right, they had created a separate WeChat group today—one that excluded Xu Ze.

Suddenly, she heard the faint sound of a key colliding with a lock from outside the door, and she hurriedly tossed the vegetables into the iron basin, waiting quietly.
Most ordinary households prepared it this way, generally just adding a pinch of salt so it could double as a dish.
Yet she remained utterly oblivious, always imagining herself to be the most capable person in the Su family, acting as though the entire household would have to depend on her in the future.

The two stepped off the aircraft, and on the alloy gate ahead, the letters HGLK were faintly visible.
"What happened to you?" The crimson blood had soaked into the white gauze, continuously deepening in color, forming a trail roughly twenty centimeters long.
These two factories were originally located in the bustling area of the town; the town health clinic, police station, supply and marketing cooperative, and so on, were all situated in this vicinity.

Seeing Absol leave, Eevee heaved a slight sigh of relief. In this current match, only Scyther posed any real threat to it.
As long as the number of wild wolves surrounding the White Wolf King remained small, Lin Ye could leverage the Priest's long-range advantage to kite enemies while casting healing spells on the move.
He had originally planned to gather his brothers from the Crimson Dawn to ambush the Pursuer, waiting for Lin Ye to arrive so they could execute a pincer movement in coordination with the invincible Pursuer and eliminate him.
In Sun Lan's eyes, a Beastmaster like Tang Xiaomeng who neglected to equip her magical beasts with specialized gear was truly a rare species.
Players tend to hold grudges, especially when an NPC delivers a poor gaming experience. Once they had some free time, wiping out the culprit's entire family was considered standard procedure.

At this moment, inside a secret chamber, Tian Ming and Lanyunzi, the Master of Yunmeng Temple, exchanged brief introductions.
Yue Chenxing could not help but feel a twinge of helplessness. Currently, opinions regarding Gu Nan within the Ming Mansion were essentially split into two factions.
"Heh heh, now that the Winged Serpent is gone, let's see what tricks you have left!" The three ninja-level shinobi stepped forward simultaneously, fierce grins plastered across their faces.
"I thought I would never see you again." A faint smile appeared on her face—the kind of smile shared only between close friends.

The Storm Battalion, one of the elite forces returning victorious, was under the command of Changkong Jinshi and stationed within the capital. Consequently, with multiple military factions garrisoned there, the present Demon City was in a state of great chaos.
"So it truly is Young Hero Mu. Please accept this bow from Ding Haohui." Ding Haohui also bowed deeply to Mu Lingtian.

The young man's face was deathly pale, completely devoid of color, and his bloodshot, crimson eyes were densely webbed with veins, where wisps of bizarre light mingled with a faint, ominous red. There was not a single expression on his face, nor the slightest ripple in his gaze; if not for the slight rising and falling of his chest, anyone would have taken him for a corpse.
"Had it not been for your recklessness, the Sword Demon would likely have been executed by us long ago," Zhang Zhen of the Lingnan Sword Sect rebuked angrily.
Given the opponent before him, Ishibal had no time to explain Meijie's origins in detail. Had it not been connected to a famous legend from some twenty years ago, he would never have recognized who stood before him.

Alas, a dignified master of the Deity Transformation Realm had ended up performing a mocking dance after death; truly a rare spectacle.
With that, Jamie walked over to the equipment rack on his own to begin inspecting the gear, leaving the two of them with some private space.
In a world where might made right, industries related to magical items were undoubtedly an indispensable pillar of the commercial system, and Meryl's Magic Boutique was situated right on Wind Valley Avenue in the Upper District.

Though it took a while to describe, from the moment the burly man in black let out his miserable scream to the point where he was rolling around on the ground in agony, only a second or two had passed. Immediately afterward, his piercing shriek snapped everyone back to their senses.