Chapter 81: Be Swift When Handling Matters (Bonus Chapter—Please Subscribe)

When Ameran appeared before Richard, Richard was somewhat surprised. He looked at Ameran, whose face was bruised and swollen, and couldn’t help but wonder. He had no idea what had come over Leo to actually let Ameran go, and without even asking for ransom.

“How did you get back?”

Richard frowned, his suspicion toward Ameran inexplicable.

“I escaped!” Ameran drew a bone from his waist and slapped it down.

Xie Han said, “Don’t make trouble! Brothers are like limbs, wives like clothes; a broken limb cannot be replaced, but torn clothes can always be renewed.”

I had Liu Jun feign weakness and deliberately lose a few battles after reaching the front lines, but five days had passed, and there was still no movement from Wang Huanzhi. Letters from the King of Qin to Wang Huanzhi arrived one after another, growing increasingly anxious. In the past few days, even his command in battle was riddled with mistakes.

Some, driven by the pursuit of immortality, chose to open a forbidden door, and once it opened, the world changed. To resolve all of this, the door must be closed. But nobody has ever succeeded.

Yuan Qiuhua said, “Fabricating stories, contradicting field research, shutting out the darkness of reality, a script that pleases everyone? Forgive me, I cannot comply. I’ve lived in the countryside for many years, ignorant of much, knowing only the daily calculations of rice, oil, soy, vinegar, and salt. My creativity has run dry.”

The young man was finally subdued after being surrounded and chased by more than twenty people from a certain unit of the Chinese army, exhausted and collapsing to the ground.

Thinking this, Su Yun suddenly felt she couldn’t breathe, a stifling pressure in her chest causing her to press her lips together.

Before leaving home, she had made an effort to learn about this country’s customs and had browsed quite a few illustrated books.

He said, “You’re a rising star, I’m a blue-chip stock. Together, life can only get better for us—no hardship, only prosperity.”

Below the stage, the four guest judges were visibly impressed, but more than that, a sense of crisis washed over them. This group was truly formidable! Although all were kings of song, actual opportunities to go head-to-head were rare—except for Gentleman Without Pretense and The Walking Question Mark, who had faced off before. The other four had never competed directly.

He thought to himself, “If I don’t master this technique and end up driving myself mad, that would be disastrous—especially since I’m still a virgin! I can’t die young.”

Now, these Beaufort torpedo bombers, flying in groups of four, swept across the Italian fleet from ahead of their course. Between the clouds, their bluish-gray fuselages and the blue-white-red concentric roundels could occasionally be seen as they circled, seeking the perfect angle to launch their torpedo attack.

The more you try to persuade him, the more it seems you doubt his abilities, and the more determined he becomes to prove himself. Shamo Ke was exactly like this now.

But in that moment of distraction, he failed to see a large pothole in the road ahead, and the car jolted violently as it bounced through.

Once inside the Dragon Meat Tavern, a strong aroma of liquor mixed with the scent of roasted meat rushed to greet them. Just the smell alone was enough to whet anyone’s appetite.

We walked all the way to the end of the street, and suddenly, Mi Cai stopped. I, following close behind, couldn’t check my momentum and bumped right into her. We both staggered, but thankfully neither of us fell.

The more confident one becomes, the more arrogant one grows, and those who are arrogant seldom believe anything can stand in their way. They feel they can handle everything, even thinking themselves immune to failure. But if this continues, sooner or later, a grave and irreparable mistake will be made.

Jun Li had no choice but to take the leaf and put it to his lips, imitating Shen Fengming’s way of blowing it. Sound did emerge, but the pitch seemed beyond his control.

The British had crippled the Italian air force stationed on Mallorca, and in the process, managed to sink an Italian heavy cruiser, while their own losses amounted to a light cruiser and a destroyer. Judging by the outcome, it seemed a stalemate for both sides.