Novel & Cerita Billionaire God Of War Chinese Novel

I saw him reading a book with his glasses on. He looked handsome. "You're here," he said and glanced at me with a smile. "Obviously?" I said. He stood up and grabbed Rudolph in his arms. He rubbed Rudolph's head, and the cat snuggled itself on Sean's lap. I took all my strength and clenched my fist. I knelt down on the floor in front of Sean. "Please lend me fifty billion dollars," I begged. I know I was pathetic, but I had no other choices left. All the jobs here don't fit me, and the money I will get will never be enough even if it does.

The one who squanders his brother's wealth instead of building a fortune with it. As I sank deeper into my glass, I felt that familiar spiral of rage and hopelessness. Zayn didn’t just win at life, he was born to win. It was written in the stars while I was stuck in the dirt, scrambling for scraps. The pregnancy felt like a betrayal, a cruel twist of fate.

too sick to feel embarrassed at the request, Lynan turned his face up to catch Yael’s eyes. The man chuckled and ruffled his hair. “I’d have to let you go to get our book.” “I’ll go fetch it,” Liev stood from where he had been reclining on the couch opposite the bed they were currently in and set off into the mansion once he received his instructions on where to locate the novel. Liev returned quickly with the murder mystery that Yael had started reading to Lynan a few weeks ago. Lynan settled in for the evening as did the other contestants who were sitting in the lounge. Yael picked up where they left of all that time ago and he closed his eyes, letting that smooth voice wash over him.

Swisshhh. "Release the spirit of the god of war!" shouted Xiao Chen, and his body was enveloped by a figure wielding a sword. BOOOOOMMM... "What? The spirit of the god of war? Wh... How is that possible?" The black turtle chief's face changed instantly. This was not just the appearance of an ordinary martial soul, but it was equivalent to the appearance of a figure he called a god. A war god figure like this only appeared in ancient times, and since the disappearance of the war god's soul, no one had been able to awaken it. Now he saw for himself that Xiao Chen was using something that should have long disappeared from this world.

"If a war is coming, we are going to need a bigger arsenal. Let's go rob the gods!" (End of Chapter 153)

The faint click of the latch felt like the beginning of a private war. Jeremiah took a slow sip before speaking. “Nice place. Bigger than I expected. But then again, you always liked your privacy.” “I value peace,” Jeremi replied coolly. “Peace,” Jeremiah repeated, amused. “That’s a luxury men like us can’t afford.” The words hung between them. Jeremi leaned back slightly, studying his cousin. He’d aged well the kind of ageless confidence that money and power polished, not time. Yet, beneath the smooth exterior, there was something darker, something feral , the same look Jeremiah had when he was young, right before a fight.

“G****e. He used to live in the One57 Billionaire Building, but he moved out of there and into a building on Park Avenue. His apartment is worth something like fifty million.” “Fifty million,” I gasp. “Are you serious? How could anything be worth fifty million dollars? That’s just crazy.” He shrugs. “Beats me. Must have gold toilets or something.” I laugh a little bit as I picture someone sitting on a gold toilet. Harper sits back down and gives me a shot of tequila. “Drink this, and then go and fuck him stupid.” “I’m not going,” I sharply tell her. “Well, what’s the plan of attack?” she asks. “Are you playing hard to get?”

The endless possibilities of what could come next kept running through my mind. I couldn't help but pray that everything would work out in our favor, that this would be the turning point in our lives. I knew that this was just the beginning of a new chapter in our story, one that held so much promise and hope. As I lay in bed, my mind racing with excitement and possibility, I couldn't help but feel grateful for this chance. For so long, we had struggled to make ends meet, to keep our heads above water. But now, with this new opportunity, I knew that things were finally going to change.

He shouted at Nalan Wushuang, "Do it! Destroy her dantian and break her limbs." She became panicked and shouted before Nalan Wushuang took any actions, "You can't do this! My father is Matheus, God of Darkness! Both of you will be killed if you hurt me!" "I've never heard of Matheus, God of Darkness!" Qin Haodong said coldly, "I'll give you one last chance. If you can't pay 1,000,000,000 yuan, your cultivation will be destroyed." The female thief cried, "My father is God of Darkness, the master of the Hidden Web. You will be chased after for the rest of your life if you hurt me."