Chapter 110: Fang Wenxuan and Lin Bing in Peril

“You, you...” Lin Bing stared at Fang Wenxuan, so furious that he was rendered speechless. He hadn’t expected this seemingly harmless little policeman to be so sharp-tongued—his words were even harsher than his own.

Fang Wenxuan barely glanced at Lin Bing before turning and walking toward the inpatient ward.

“How is Senior Brother?” Fang Wenxuan asked the two policemen at the door.

“Very well,” one of the officers replied.

Fang Wenxuan requested a set of protective gear from the doctor and entered. Lin Hui lay on the bed, tubes inserted everywhere, a respirator over his nose. Fang Wenxuan stepped closer, knelt by the bedside, and grasped Lin Hui’s hand. His hand was ice cold, and Fang Wenxuan instinctively...

But, fearing that his future father-in-law—an ex-military man with keen hearing—might overhear, he held back his thoughts, harboring some doubts.

On the contrary, if not for the connection with Liao Yuan, Zhang Chao might still be an ordinary manager of a Steinway piano store in Donghai City, struggling to break into the pianist circle without the favor of Gao Feiliu or Meng Han.

With O’Neal and Malone gone, Kobe finally had free reign to dominate the low post and play his way. Yet, his turnaround fadeaway shots could never match O’Neal’s precise, powerful drives into the paint.

Fans hadn’t seen her for a long time, so she created opportunities to appear and communicate directly with them. She wanted everyone to know she wasn’t as fragile as they imagined and that she was working hard to repay their affection.

Zhou Jiajia was already overwhelmed by the drug’s effects, barely able to resist. The medicine was forced down her throat.

Of course, afterward, she eagerly awaited the day when the Wang family would erupt in earth-shattering wails, and Old Lady Wang would personally take up a shovel to dig a grave for her son, firmly treading the earth above it.

The matchup between the two became the key to deciding the outcome. Kidd, dragging an injured leg, couldn’t stop Bulpus. For the Nets to reach a Game 7 was a miracle, relying solely on the players’ experience and grit.

In the end, only vocal coach Chen Xiuyuan and choreographer Yan Nenan had yet to voice their opinions.

Meanwhile, the vanguard troops of the Sangzhu clans had already advanced within thirty meters.

The Jiangnan Grand Theater once could rival the Kyoto Opera House, but its decline to the current state was closely tied to General Manager Zhao Ping’an.

“It has something to do with Yang He. Could it be that Yang He is obstructing from within, shielding the thieves?” Emperor Chongzhen’s anger deepened.

The confiscated rice and grain were distributed by Zhang Chu to recruit the starving masses, building city defenses throughout the special zone. Zhang Chu intended to transform each city into a fortress to withstand attacks from government forces or other militias.

“I hope you win! Come on, Manuel! Go, Gao Jun! Go, Schalke!” Zhang Yuan silently cheered from the bus.

“Fellow villagers, please return home. The decision on where to build the munitions factory lies with the governor; there’s no need for you to worry,” an officer gently urged the elderly and children before him.

No wonder so many were returning from Yanjing to Zhanlan City at this time, while fewer made the journey from Zhanlan to Yanjing. This train car was mostly filled with Zhanlan residents, so encounters were frequent.

Klopp’s substitutions were highly effective; within five minutes of the second half, Liverpool took the lead.

In the fourth round, Yao Xin and his team demolished the opponent’s base in just twenty-eight minutes—an overwhelming victory.

Then, the second runners on the other seven tracks set off, with barely a two-second gap between them, except on Jiang Ke’s track, where Ji Chang lagged behind.

Under such circumstances, the Khitan forwards were truly unlucky, falling one by one in miserable fashion. Their former arrogance had vanished, leaving only trembling Khitan knights.

If a film’s box office flopped, critics would crush you; if it succeeded, they’d accuse you of buying the numbers.

Thus, while most Titan gods congratulated Hercules, the son of the god-king, on completing his trials, only Loki and a few other Titans remained closely by his side.