In the booked room of the bar, the uneasy Qing Zhui gave the door a glance.
The two bodyguards of Pan Zhendong were standing by the door. After Ning Tao was taken away, Pan Zhendong signaled with his eyes and they shifted position.
She could not see the person she wanted to see, but had to face someone she disliked. Qing Zhui squirmed restlessly in her seat.
"Miss Tang, don't worry. Your friend is having beer outside. I've already instructed my two men to give him a warm reception. All the bills he chalks up today will be under my name." Pan Zhendong was smiling. He then asked probingly, "Could you tell me what that guy's relationship is with you, Miss Tang?"
Qing Zhui bore with the disgust in her heart and said, "He is my fiancé."
"Oh, so he's your fiancé." Pan Zhendong's face was still wearing a smile. But a tinge of jealousy and hate flashed across his eyes. Such a pauper should not deserve such an alluring fia
The BMW 745Li halted at the entrance to Hakka Alley. Pan Zhendong alighted, carrying his briefcase and walking into the alley. One of his bodyguards was accompanying him, while the other remained in the car to guard Qing Zhui and Bai Jing. Qing Zhui watched Pan Zhendong walk into the alley through the car window. She asked, "Sister, should we follow him in?" Bai Jing answered, "It depends on the situation. Since we're here, we might as well wait." She watched Qing Zhui and added, "Are you eager to go home to sleep with him?" Qing Zhui answered, "Yes. Would you like to join me?" Bai Jing started chuckling. She hit out a tender fist at Qing Zhui's chest. What kind of an attitude was that? Probably only she herself knew. The bodyguard remaining in the car glared at Qing Zhui and Bai Jing. He asked fiercely, "What are you two muttering?" Qing Zhui showed a terrified face. "Don't hurt me. I'
The amount of treatment fee earned from Pan Zhendong did not exceed 300 at all, which was far lesser than the sins of evil intention from Zhou Qiang and Chen Bin. However, it was not hard to explain that, since the people who were collecting debts and coercing people were Zhou Qiang and Chen Bin, not Pan Zhendong. Even the two bodyguards had more sins of evil intention than Pan Zhendong, and the number was close to 400. Ning Tao had earned over 2000 sins of evil intention from that "business deal" which had been made by eating Sweet Glutinous Rice Balls with Peanut Coating. Even though it had already ended, it had taught Ning Tao a way of getting rich—if he wanted to earn sin of evil intention, he could specially look for debt collectors. Actually, operating the clinic was very much like running a business, which you would get the hang of gradually. And so, earning treatment fees had grown increasingly easier. The next morning, when Ning Tao
After leaving the Prosperous House, Ning Tao received a call from Bai Jing. "What happened? The company's account just received a donation of ten million dollars. I saw that the donor is Xin Zhiyu." Bai Jing's voice was very agitated and also slightly puzzled. Ning Tao said, "I've gotten rid of the Viper-like Insect in Zhu Hongqin." Bai Jing fell silent, and smiled instantly. "I got it. It's your treatment fee." "It has nothing to do with me. The money was donated by Xin Zhiyu," Ning Tao said. "Alright, alright. Anything you say. I'll add dishes for you tonight." Bai Jing's voice contained a hint of delight. Yet Ning Tao could not help but smile wryly. 'Adding dish' as claimed by Bai Jing was definitely nothing good. However, he had to admit that his life had been filled with joy ever since the sisters had reunited and started living together, except that the frequency of him being provoked was multi
There was finally an answer to the question about the usage of the Heavenly Hound tripod, one which had troubled Ning Tao for a long time. The Heavenly Hound tripod was not a dog bowl. It was especially for cultivating dogs. The stray dog had become a spiritual dog after the cultivation. Its intelligence and wits had surpassed its peers! However, why would a cultivating tripod as strange as the Heavenly Hound tripod exist at all? Or perhaps, only Chen Pingdao could unravel that mystery, but that guy seemed to have disappeared off the face of the earth. "That…" Ning Tao cleared the messy feelings inside him. "Howling Celestial, right? Tell me, what just happened inside the tripod?" "Woof woof woof…" The Heavenly howling Dog barked in dog speech. Ning Tao was slightly stunned. Could its intelligence have failed? But who knew, Howling Celestial Dog then revealed a smile unique to the Native Field Dog. "
Three days later. Tibetan border, Tingri Everest Base Camp. Rays of the sunset fell on Mount Everest. The white icy mountains had been dyed golden, creating an incredibly holy and sacred visual impact. Not far away, there was a temple with a shining golden roof, and it formed yet another holy and sacred view. The off-road vehicle stopped in an empty spot at the base. The Tibetan driver spoke in relatively stiff Mandarin, "Friend, we're here, you may get off the car." The youth who was on the car took out his wallet and paid, then picked up the small medicine chest by his feet and got off the car. Following him off the car were a young woman and a dog. That small exploration team was Ning Tao, Qing Zhui and Howling Celestial Dog all the way from Guan City. Ning Tao patted the car door. "Thank you, mister. We'll take your car too when we return." A pure smile appeared on the Tibetan's tan
Ning Tao suddenly stretched out his hand to grab that youth's hand. He did it very forcefully, causing the youth to yell out in pain. "You dare to strike!" The middle-aged man was livid. He raised his foot to kick Ning Tao's lower abdomen. Ning Tao did not dodge, allowing the man's foot to kick him brutally on his lower abdomen. Since he had mastered Powerful Tolerance to Beating, even an off-road vehicle could ram against him without him feeling much. He could easily endure such a heavy kick without any problem. The kick did not make Ning Tao collapse to the ground, spewing blood. He did not even shake. The middle-aged man was astounded and his right hand unconsciously slipped to the back of his waist. There was a pistol holstered on his waist. Ning Tao released that youth's hand and prepared to strike. At that moment, a voice rang out. "What are you guys doing? Brawls are forbidden here!"
The cold wind howled, raising a cloud of dust on the barren mountain slope. Six men advanced in the col. Braving the wind, they were cloaked in the clear cool light of the moon and stars. The man leading the group was called Zeng Xunlong. He was a famous grave robber. The other five were his disciples, following him around the country to raid tombs. They made up a team. One hour later, Zeng Xunlong and his five disciples arrived at a col. Flanking it were the grayish slopes of a mountain. Right ahead was a towering snowy peak. The wind had died down here. "We're reaching the place. Yan Zong, pour some powder on the ground," Zeng Xunlong said. The youth whose hand had been crushed by Ning Tao took out a sack from his backpack. He tipped the sack and walked rapidly ahead. As he walked, he sprinkled powder. He was Yan Zong, the cruelest of Zeng Xunlong's disciples. He was a deft worker. The powder he wa
Ning Tao shut off his cell phone screen, noiselessly reaching the tunnel exit. The space before them had opened up. Although it was not very big, the cave was still over a dozen meters high. One could see in one glance the mountain walls flanking its sides. One could gauge it to be nearly 30 meters wide. Before them was total darkness. No one could tell how deep it extended in front. Zeng Xunlong and his four disciples were standing before a large stone tablet. Behind it was an underground river. Zeng Xunlong's four disciples were all carrying tactical flashlights. Some were shining at the underground river, others at the stone tablet. This underground river was only about two meters wide. It flowed on slowly. Such a width could be easily crossed by even non-sportsmen. All one needed to do was to do a run-up before leaping over. The stone tablet was a turtle-supported stele. It was several meters high and engraved with the char