Chapter 154: Dead?

"Ambulance... call an ambulance..." Lian Youyou fumbled with her phone, her hands shaking as she dialed for emergency services. "Hello, hello?"

As she was relaying the address to the dispatcher, the police arrived on the scene.

"Who called the police?" Lian Youyou asked, bewildered.

There was no one else around, and earlier, under Wen Lanlan’s orders, Lu Ming and Fan Chi had smashed their phones. Who could have possibly made the call?

"Youyou, remember this for the future: make good use of your phone's emergency dialing feature," Lu Ming said, clutching his wound as he turned to her.

"It was you who called?" Lian Youyou was stunned by his composure in the face of danger.

"Otherwise..."

Because of these complex and indefinable emotions, Tan Fengyi naturally did not want to let Wen run wild. Yet, having survived nine deaths to arrive in this ancient era, and having spent over a year here without truly enjoying the paradise this world offered a man, how could he possibly be content?

Meanwhile, with Gu Yuan by his side, Fatty Yang could still stand tall and hold his head high.

Upon learning that Gu Yuan was currently unemployed, his former classmates lost interest, their enthusiasm cooling significantly.

There is nothing more infuriating than being lifted up with hope, only to have a bucket of cold water dumped on you—the feeling of having gained something, only to lose it just as quickly.

"Forget it. Some things only need a reminder; there's no need to force Lin Chuan into anything." Bu Lian'shi sighed inwardly and promptly cast the matter out of her mind.

Xu Ying raised a delicate eyebrow, about to snap a retort, when she heard a deep voice from the distant corridor: "What is the reason for this clamor?" Following this, heavy footsteps approached, and a tall figure appeared before them.

Since Li Zhuo had implemented his domineering villa-style office arrangement, Cao Zhihui and Lu Anke simply gave up on renting elsewhere and moved into rooms within the villa.

Chen Heng pondered for a moment. "You say this Wang Peng’s strength is no less than Sun Hao’s, yet we’ve never heard of him—it’s as if he appeared out of thin air." Chen Mingchuang added, "Holding off Zhu Ming is entirely thanks to this man; otherwise, Sun Hao would have been defeated long ago."

Suddenly, the earth shook and the mountains swayed. Amidst a thunderous roar, Mount Buzhou slowly collapsed, eventually sinking into the depths of the sea. The ground trembled, and the ocean began to surge in all directions.

Not to mention the opportunity to communicate face-to-face with the newly minted richest person in the world and see if there were any chances for cooperation.

Yes, even now, Gu Mingjuan stubbornly deluded himself into thinking that Su Jinli did not love Gu Mingjue, and that she had only married him to spite Wei Ziyuan and himself.

Qi Ruize did not take the initiative to ask about her being with Zihao earlier, and Han Jinyu did not volunteer any information, lest he think she was trying to cover things up.

The weather began to mild, and the streets grew busier in the evening. Chang Yi led Kong Yixian to an amusement park; the night session was vibrant, filled with laughter at every turn.

This unexpected and flawless reply only made Zhang Ziqin angrier. She still could not accept the fact that she had lost to an "old aunt."

After taking care of business, I decided to cut off Li Tan's hand first. I shook the mysterious bell, hoping to summon Yanyan for help, but no matter how hard I shook it, she never appeared.

Watching his son’s anxious expression, Qi Ruize simply gave a gentle lift and placed Qi Zhixi onto the dining table.

Li Tan pulled out a golden blade. The tip of the knife glinted, looking as though it had just been unsheathed and was thirsting for blood.

"I won't sacrifice myself, because I know how miserable my past life was. So in this life, I will cherish myself even more." As I said this, I hung up the phone.

Cleaning the ashes out of the stove was a suffocating, filthy mess; the soot was so thick it stung my eyes. I hadn't used a coal stove in ten years—it was truly a miserable ordeal.

Spade gave instructions to the group. Although it was strange that the Brawl at Silver City did not open at the scheduled time, their plans would not change because of it. Even if the 10:00 PM session remained closed, there were at least two other brawls they could join throughout the day.