Pei Siye's physique is easily on par with those influencers who baiting for views.

The next morning, Pei Siye called the police.
The officers who arrived were the same two from last time. They looked slightly surprised when they saw Li Yunchu, saying, "It's you again, young lady?"
Li Yunchu felt a bit embarrassed, but this time the matter was far more serious than before.
After Pei Siye explained the situation to the police, he called Yao Yuan over.
Naturally, Yao Yuan refused to admit to anything upon arrival.
"What evidence do you have that I did this?"

The Qin Dynasty favored black; both the city walls and the floors were of an ink-black hue, and the architecture of the Great Qin Imperial Palace perfectly showcased classical construction craftsmanship.
In her world, if someone wronged her, she would simply fight back. Acting pitiful like this—and inconsistently at that—left her momentarily at a loss for how to react.
If he truly came from a super-macro world, he would make a massive profit; even if he merely took in two passersby as disciples, he had nothing to lose.
Tan Lan stood up, quietly walked over to sit on the rattan chair outside, and gazed at everything before her. It felt so unreal, resembling a static painting.
They slowly entered the forest. Xu Chu spurred his horse forward in a wild gallop, seemingly driving away an invisible enemy or scouting the terrain. After a long while, deeming that there were no hidden ambush forces here, he ordered the cavalrymen to keep watch around the perimeter.

Gu Beichen casually tossed the gun away, and Xiao Jing caught it out of reflex... standing in place as he watched Gu Beichen walk away with an indifferent expression.
If nothing unexpected happened, tens of thousands of years later, the primordial spirit inside the dragon's head would be eroded away bit by bit until it became completely identical to ordinary beast bones, unable to escape the fate of being eroded by the cold currents.
Thus, in the darkness, the two of them followed it for about two hours. Along the way, the tier-three ferocious beast injured quite a few disciples and swallowed many of them into its belly.
The grey-robed man said this, fished a sycee of silver weighing about four or five liang from his bosom, and shoved it into the servant's hand.
"With an item like this, wouldn't you be able to mass-produce Lord-tier powerhouses?" Bai could not help but blurt out.
Lin Xiaoxiao thus came to know many major actors and directors through Zhang Buque. These were figures she could never have reached in the past. To put it bluntly, these people belonged to the very top tier of the entertainment industry.
Having done all this, she began pacing in circles on the spot, secretly scolding herself for knowing nothing and not knowing how to serve a man, wondering what else she could prepare in advance.
An Yi asked, "Not working?" Back then, whether she was acting as a martial aunt or a master, she would basically just toss out a sword manual and tell them to ask questions if they didn't understand.
"He's abroad with his mother, so why didn't you go with them?" Zhao Liling asked with some agitation.
"If you don't want to settle for just five million, then hurry up and raise your actor rank. Your contract upgrades automatically anyway. You used to go up a rank with every movie you filmed, so why are you still Grade C after playing a male lead?" Li Qian joked with Zhang Buque in high spirits.
As for the casualties of the Blade Clan, only a few dozen had been lost—a negligible loss that could be entirely ignored.

Following his roar, the wind and clouds instantly changed color, the mountains and earth shook, and a level-eighteen hurricane whipped up all around.
Trembling as he accepted the cigarette from the old man, he took a fierce drag. The taste of the inferior cigarette was exceptionally sweet.
Therefore, to achieve this goal, the Germans were willing to transfer almost any technology—as long as the Chinese made the request.
Next, he had to travel to the desolate triangular zone. With half a year remaining before the start of the term at Linan Academy, marching there on foot would take roughly half a year, which happened to coincide with his appointment with Meng Fan'an.
The atmosphere grew stiff again. I silently watched him finish an entire large table of food, leaving nothing behind.
I recounted my subsequent experiences to her word for word. When I mentioned this wooden plank, Shui Ling'er nodded slightly.
"You broke into the morgue by force and injured people at will. Is there no rule of law left?" The night watchman's expression grew increasingly ferocious, his voice somewhat hoarse, making the very air grow several degrees colder.