Have you ever seen Los Angeles at four in the morning?

Ao Xi also adjusted the high-beam headlights on his side. With both lights shining, the silver-gray car instantly lost sight of its rearview mirror.

It began swaying left and right, trying to break free from the beam of light, while the little figure inside stuck a gun out and fired blindly backward.

Ao Xi hurriedly dodged, but several bullets still struck the car body with loud clangs, only to be deflected by the bulletproof armor.

"Damn! They're actually damaging my new car!"

Ao Xi was instantly infuriated. Even if you fired two shots at Cecil—

He also possessed an extremely strong innate talent for metals, and at a single glance, he could tell that this was just junk scrap metal.

After finishing his speech, Xiao Zhuo extended one hand forward and made a polite gesture of invitation. Shen Yi did not stand on ceremony either, lifting his foot to walk ahead.

The fellow in front of him was the manager who had hired her. No matter how she looked at him, he seemed vaguely familiar. She was a spirit nearly a thousand years old, yet after rummaging through all her memories, she still could not recall where she had ever seen him.

Although Ji Chang had a slight streak of stubbornness, he was not the type to only care about eating, drinking, and making merry; he possessed a strong sense of responsibility. The matchmaking task was handled exceptionally well by him, which was precisely the reason Li Qi had brought him along.

This was also why he chose Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, because that dish involves cooking various ingredients separately and then steaming and stewing them together. Li Qi could tailor it to their individual tastes, employing the technique of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall to fuse the flavors of various ingredients into one.

The large cauldron seemed to be affected by magic, as every thirty minutes, one of the pots would pour out the potion inside.

At that time, a fierce thunderstorm was raging outside, and the windows inside seemed not to be fully closed, repeatedly producing loud clattering noises as they slammed violently against one another.

Following the sound, Li Qi looked over to see several old men and middle-aged men huddled beneath a large boulder, trembling with cold and fear. Advanced in age as they were, they had naturally not joined the pursuit. Meanwhile, the warriors of the Wild Lake Tribe were excitedly brandishing their heavy clubs, but Chi and the others mounted on deer-beasts stood their ground and blocked their path.

That day, goodness knows what madness had gotten into his uncle, but he insisted on driving out himself, and as if guided by some ghost, he crashed straight into an oncoming dump truck.

Chen Fei's hand hooked backward abruptly, and Jiang Hansue's delicate body spun around, crashing directly into his embrace. Her soft breasts instantly pressed flat against his solid chest.

Although Luo Ye was in the office, no one kept tabs on her; whenever she felt tired, she was entirely free to rest. Yet they had practically never seen Luo Ye take a rest—whenever they laid eyes on her, she was forever either typing away on a computer or calculating on draft paper.

This was precisely the prime season for eating crabs, and Old Madam Yi was particularly fond of this delicacy. Yi Lanqi had inherited her palate, but being pregnant at the moment, she could not consume cold foods.

Qin Nian snuggled warmly into his embrace, feeling safe and secure. She curved her lips slightly, and as a wave of fatigue washed over her, she half-closed her eyes and drifted unconsciously off to sleep.

Liu Xindie curled her lips into a smile: "Whatever elder sister says goes." Her attitude was that since they were willing to help her, she would naturally treat them with reciprocal sincerity.

With an annual salary of over one hundred thousand, he earned enough to support a family of three, but as for savings, he could hardly put any aside.

Yet Hengye truly lived up to his status as a Tier-3 powerhouse; even if his spiritual energy could not keep up, it did not matter. Relying purely on his formidable saber techniques, he managed to hold his ground for the time being.

Having said this, she looked toward Xi Jinyang, who was still quietly lying there, unconscious.

As it turned out, Cheng Tianlan rescuing Yueyue was no coincidence at all; the two sisters had long since planned to orchestrate an accident, thereby giving Cheng Tianlan the opportunity to step forward as a hero.

Kross: "..." He had to admit that Luo Ye telling him just now that he could choose to leave at any time made him heave a heavy sigh of relief, causing that lingering, elusive sense of danger to fade considerably.

She asked this because she felt thoroughly insecure inside. Knowing that there were only three flights coming here from City C, the fact that he was able to call her now meant he had failed to catch the second flight, which faintly troubled her with worry.

Having placed the three heads in a conspicuous spot, Ying Ge then hurried off in the direction where Jizai and the others had departed. This was a vast plain, and he believed he would encounter more such people along the way. When that time came, Ying Ge would not mind displaying a few more heads in conspicuous locations. Having been away from this place for so long, it was about time to let them know that the Dragon God Haotian had returned.

Xu Meiyi hailed a taxi outside the courthouse and returned home. Once out of the car, she hurriedly pulled out a hundred-yuan bill, threw it to the driver, and rushed into the house in a panic.

In the time that followed, Brother Sanjiu's mind remained doubtful and contemplative about this matter. However, at that time, he had been busy helping her return to the world of the living, and lacking absolute certainty himself while burdened with too many affairs to handle, he chose not to bring it up so as not to cause unnecessary panic among everyone.

Meng Jian: "Understood, Your Highness!" This was easy to comprehend; the Princess Consort was the foremost contributor, and that was precisely what the Prince wished to emphasize.

Jin Xiaoqian stuck out her tongue in a playful gesture and made no reply, though she thought to herself that it was precisely because of the danger that she had to go, otherwise Ling Yannan would not have worriedly gone out to search for her.

He entered the booth and provided the staff with his name and password, only to find that his personal safe truly opened up.

In the dead of night, her desperate desire to save a life and the haunting scenes of her dreams left her restless. Hearing the words of Mu Yuanche, her first instinct was to blurt out the tactical deployment in her mind. However, the last shred of reason reined in her impatience, and after blinking for a long while, she finally realized where she was.

When Big Aya received the urgent plea for help from the head of the Qiao family, there were only three days left before the New Year. On that day, the wind had died down and the snow had stopped, with warm sunlight illuminating the snow-covered earth.

Before the fatty even had time to list the information on the system's trading hall, he received a message from a stranger. Glancing at it, he beamed with joy.

On the way home, Grandma Ye grew increasingly angry the more she thought about it, yet she could not come up with any good solution. If she were to lose this lucrative business, Grandma Ye would genuinely vomit blood from sheer fury.

A cascade of misty hair draped over her chest, half-concealing her delicate and refined visage. Ni Dahai felt a stir of emotion, his heart fluttering with agitation.