50 The Scumbag Male Supporting Character Whose Intelligence Was Artificially Nerfed in Vintage Romance Novels (2)

After chatting with the fat man for a while, I began to feel drowsy, likely due to the blood loss earlier. I rested my head on Cheng Xiameng's shoulder and slowly drifted off to sleep.

I have no idea how much time passed, but Lin Fan felt himself floating in a hazy, boundless space with no end in sight, completely unaware of where he was.

Zhang Zhenkun looked at everyone, and saw only hesitation in their eyes, unsure of what to do. When he looked at the Heavenly Jade Star Lord, the Star Lord sighed, lowered his head, and then Zhang Zhenkun glanced over at Wang Dongwei and nodded.

He was wrong. The moment the first sword radiance struck Tian Ermiao, the Patriarch of the Huang family had his clothes shredded to pieces and his flesh blasted open.

Xiao Kuang was filled with burning anxiety at that moment. He never expected to run into an acquaintance here; had he known this would happen, he would have changed his appearance.

Zhang Zhen looked at Zhang Zhenkun in shock. He had never spoken to anyone about his hidden illness, and outsiders could not possibly have known. The only explanation was that Zhang Zhenkun had perceived the problem with his body.

As they spoke, another attendant came from outside to announce that the Great General had returned to the hall and the banquet was about to resume.

"Just call me Tian Ermiao or Ermiao. I still have matters to attend to, so we shall meet again." With that, Tian Ermiao walked out of the room.

"The Scorching Sun Beast-Hunting Corps? Never heard of them! But we've been tracking this Fire Venom Scorpion for days now. Now that you've killed it, what do you propose we do?" asked the half-orc holding a stone hammer with a mocking smirk.

However, what baffled Wu Shisan was that the strength of these berserk beasts turned out to be remarkably weak.

What Jiang Yu had done within the Nine Suspension Mountains could not possibly be kept secret; it was simply that too little time had passed for the news to spread widely, leaving few people aware of it and most rather confused.

"It should be quite formidable, but back when we fought Cao Cao in Runan, I once stabbed him with a spear, and his fate remained unknown. I haven't heard any news of him for a long time and thought he had already passed away," Zhao Yun said with a wry smile.

Zhu Tianjie first took the Heavenly River Water God Seal from the hand of Shatong. After careful examination, he found it impossible to wield, because the master of the Water God Seal, Shatong, was still alive.

Hearing this, the driven civilians burst into joyful cheers and repeatedly bowed from afar to express their gratitude to Zhang He.

Looking at Ye Chen's smiling expression, everyone believed him, but how could they possibly know the thoughts hidden beneath that smile?

***

Shortly afterward, Xiang Hao summoned a few people to clean up the corpses and bloodstains inside the inn. When He Yan returned, the bodies had already been hauled away, but large patches of blood remained on the floor, and a heavy stench of blood still lingered in the air.

This Young Valley Master had repeatedly expressed covert criticism of his culinary skills—could it be that he looked down upon this craft of his?

Just then, two sets of headlights swept across the two of them. Jiang Yunfei instinctively raised a hand to block the glare, while Ye Chen looked at the car in surprise, thinking to himself: How did she get here? Do I have a GPS tracker on me?

"Splat." A feathered arrow pierced the body of the blade-wielding Xianbei cavalryman, embedding itself deeply.

The middle-aged man was none other than Cao Zhen, a top-tier singer in China at the moment. At this moment, his eyes were closed, his expression relaxed, and his face was the picture of pure bliss.

Did he really think Chen Changshou was still the same person who would endure any bullying without ever fighting back?

The village clinic was also Chen Changshou's home—an aging wooden house that leaned slightly, giving it a precarious, ready-to-collapse feel.

She looked at Zhang Feng. Initially, she expected his methods to be far more extraordinary, but seeing him brandish a large hammer, relying purely on speed to swing it "whoosh, whoosh" through the air to smash locusts and ants, Huang Rong could not help but be amused.

Seeing the hesitant expressions on Ye Yang and Zhang Ting's faces, Lin Hai grinned and waved the bank card in his hand.

As for how to help the Jinming royal family, Chen Sheng had already figured it out: exchange treasures for it. It was impossible to expect buyers to simply hand over their possessions for free, but if traded for treasures of even greater value, no one would refuse.

Yi Bu strode forward relentlessly through the storm, trying to close in on the Immortal Tomb's will, while the Immortal Tomb's will continuously attacked him with chains.

Lin Fang remained confident about passing the first round of screening; after all, Fanghai Real Estate had made numerous contributions in Jinling and possessed ample capability to complete the entire development project.

Andelucas was an honest, dependable, and somewhat stubborn man. He knew a thing or two about the relationship between Sleder and the Church, and he figured that if he could help, there would be no need to trouble His Holiness the Pope.

Lü Shinang felt immense anguish in his heart. He closed his eyes and looked up at the sky, yet tears still streamed down his cheeks.

Nong Jiangyi, seeing that the Tang army was about to start hurling stones, ordered the defending barbarian soldiers to raise their vine shields, then hid himself under the close and strict protection of his guards.

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Even using one's backside to think, one would know that Gao Qi coughing up even one-tenth of his transfer revenue to raise player wages would be a miracle. Stinginess is a mandatory trait for all successful businessmen; could you really expect Gao Qi to play the role of a kind-hearted charitable benefactor?

As for the final and most important rule regarding the virtual battle space, it concerned the pre-built decks brought by the players.

Cafu was fantastic, even better than Zambrotta, but the question was: making two such exceptional right-backs fight for a single starting spot—wasn't that perhaps a bit too cruel?

Before Luo Ran and Lu Yuan could even knock on the door, Su Ming, as the Master of the Spirit Realm, naturally monitored everything occurring within this independent space. As they approached the door, he directly spoke up to signal their entry.

Unlike Inter Milan, Perugia was a club truly belonging to him alone, allowing him to forge the ideal team of his dreams according to his own will.

Compared to the high-spirited and formidable state of the Chinese Wu family competitors, the room on the American side had plunged into a dead silence.

Moreover, a Vengeful Green Ghost was neither an official ghost nor a mortal, but rather a creature existing beyond the Three Realms (namely the Divine Realm, the Mortal Realm, and the Ghost Realm).

The total board attack was 24 points, falling short of sending the Secret Mage instantly to the afterlife by a mere 2 points of damage.

Once everyone arrived at their respective designated spots, the lids of the large wooden barrels were lifted, and the mouth-watering aroma of the food drifted far away on the wind, instantly kicking off a booming business.

After all, Ye Chen was merely a youth of not yet twenty years old, whereas Xiao Canglan was more than three times his age.

Qiansuo manifested his form, slipped behind him, grabbed his shoulders, and with a forceful yank, pulled him backward.

This unexpected turn of events utterly shocked Chen Tian, filling him with a lingering sense of dread as he glared at Diana with a look of profound confusion and resentment.

Lin Xiao and Xu Lang brought Wenren Haoxuan home. What they thought would be a simple matter of resting to wake up ended up keeping Xu Lang busy for three whole days just to stabilize the man's condition.