Chapter 61: The Gold Card!

Urban Dragon King: War God Jun Sheng on the Road 1253 words 2026-03-20 13:03:54

"Leave me your number, let's get together for a drink sometime."

Of course, Chen Fan only had this thought in his mind for now; there was no need to make things clear with Tang Xuan yet.

"Of course, my savior."

Tang Xuan grinned from ear to ear. If not for Chen Fan today, what happened to him would have been a minor issue, but if his girlfriend, Huang Yan, had been caught by that group...

I suspect the Elders of Blood Moon knew implementing their plan would inevitably provoke opposition from ninety-nine percent of their people. So, claiming insufficient resources was an excuse—or perhaps resources truly were lacking.

Though not particularly strong, Jiang Xinyao did understand tactics to some extent.

In Saint Sakura City, a great battle was about to erupt. This conflict might decide the future of the Japanese, or perhaps the very lives of a few in Xinlin Prefecture.

Wei Meng’s battered troops immediately turned and fled. Li Xin swung his heavy club and shouted, “Take them all!” The Black Mountain soldiers guarding the supplies surged forward, capturing half of the fleeing forces.

Tang Saier only gave a definite answer because she trusted Ding Li. As for what was really going on, she didn’t know and naturally wouldn’t give Hu Yizhi any leverage. After she finished speaking, she had Li Feiqiong step aside and sent Hu Yizhi away.

The greatest advantage of Weibo lies in how swiftly information spreads. With the promotion of public accounts, many people have thrown themselves into self-media, continuously improving their skills to gain more recognition and attention.

Hao Zhi’s face darkened with displeasure. “Then we have no choice but to leave. If you put it that way, you’re basically showing us the door! Regardless, we are guests; how could we overstay our welcome?”

“Not much, the whole shop only costs eighty thousand a year.” From Hang Yu’s modern perspective, that was indeed cheap.

A thunderous crack resounded within the gun barrel, making the entire weapon tremble. A bullet shot out in a flash of white light, tearing through the air at an indescribable speed, and pierced straight into the head of a fierce tiger.

Ye Kai blinked, curious just how much money Qian Mobei had made to be so proud of himself.

Luckily, Old Wang’s house wasn’t far away. When we arrived, we happened to run into the Zhang family, who were coming over with a kitchen knife, looking for trouble.

The blond-haired man sneered wickedly, full of arrogance, cocking his head as if he thought himself invincible.

Indeed, every Dragonian seemed to have an innate fondness for pandas. Sharp-Eyed Brother, who had worn a look of utter desolation, couldn’t help but follow the panda cub’s every move as it dangled in midair.

“Haha…” Fang Hao couldn’t help but laugh when he heard Qingxia’s question. It was so direct, so blunt—surprisingly constructive for someone to ask in that way.

He found two changes of clothes, stepped into the bathroom, took a cold shower, and changed into a tracksuit, feeling much more comfortable.

Before Mu Yu could say anything, Shen Mo Cong, Mu Xing, Mu Luan, and Long Hua were all stunned. They stared at the jug of wine for a long time, speechless.

Guang Chengzi mused to himself that he and Xuanyuan had been together almost constantly lately, so he knew exactly what swords Xuanyuan possessed. He had no idea why this sword would appear, especially since it vanished after the Great Calamity of the Witches and Demons. Many believed it was still in Di Jun’s hands—could Di Jun be interfering?

After hanging up, I was unbearably excited. For the first time, I realized that darkness wasn’t all bad; sometimes, it could lend me a helping hand.

If they wanted to bask in the sun, let them bask in the sun. Wang Pang didn’t care what they did. These people never contributed anyway; even if they went out, they’d only be a negative influence. They ignored important matters—like the way they allowed the gangs to grow unchecked. They only bothered to collect money from them, never enforcing the law.

Shuilian, unaware of what was happening, was startled when a sudden, strange gust knocked over her tray, sending bowls shattering everywhere. She quickly crouched down to clean up the broken pieces scattered across the floor.