Ever since he developed an eight-pack with Aunt Fang's training.
Li Zhiyan felt his physical strength had further increased, especially after the system issued a new task.
In no time at all, he had completed it with a bit of effort at Aunt Fang's.
Li Zhiyan quietly watched the gangsters across the street.
Thinking about the task worth one hundred thousand yuan.
Once this task was done, his cash on hand would reach 760,000 yuan. He had emptied his savings to buy the house, but soon, he would be a millionaire again.
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After a brief discussion, a few of the gangsters headed over to Jiang Xian's clothing store.
All three had fruit knives out, looking fairly menacing.
In the clothing store, where Jiang Xian had just started cooking, she felt a sense of loss.
She was now homeless and all alone, and even this usually bustling commercial street was deserted.
In such a scene, Jiang Xian couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of desolation.