The Pinnacle of Life

It was twenty minutes before nine o’clock at night. Michelle had not begun the live stream, but at least five million people had gathered in the live stream channel. All of them had rushed in after hearing the news, hoping to watch the commotion as soon as possible.

Even if Michelle was not around, the frequency of the chat messages coming in was extremely high. Most of them were urging Michelle to start the live stream.

[Michelle, it’s almost time! Stop lurking! You may start it!]

[There’s even an opening ceremony for the Olympic Games. Michelle, we should have foreplay too, right?]

[Is there an aero carrier tipping marathon? Let’s start one? It’s not that Michelle doesn’t want to start the live stream, but the aircraft carrier isn’t in place yet!]

Whoosh!

As an aircraft carrier crossed the screen, the tipping marathon lit up.

However, someone abruptly exposed a piece of shocking news.

A user called ‘Sinister Spirit’ exposed several photos in her social media account, stating that the Deep Sea Clan had taken action to deal with Alex. The Deep Sea Clan’s leader, who hailed from Pompeii, was powerful and a strategic partner of Homan Technology.

Rockefeller will die for sure! So

out, the entire Internet

the Deep Sea

a call from a great patron, who had stepped forward to ask about

the Internet that the members of the Deep Sea Clan are coming

will be out soon. Please

Alex was ready to take Michelle to Michigan. The distance between California and Michigan was short. They had to drive more than an hour before this, but now he could reach there in two or three Instant Teleportation! Even if he did not use

was a little curious about Michelle’s situation. “Aren’t you Sir Yowell’s granddaughter? Your cultivation level isn’t low either, but why are you still in touch with the patrons offline? It can’t be some sort

kind of offline

puffed up her chest and trembled in rage. “Alex Rockefeller, you don’t think that I’m under the hidden rules of the patrons, right? Am

at her and shook his head

Alex had turned into a teenager, Michelle somehow felt as if she was being teased and flirted with by a little boy. So, she put her hands on her hips and puffed up her chest. “Kiddo, you haven’t even grown pubic hair, yet you’re

talk nonsense. He immediately lifted her and

“Ah!”

screamed, but the power of spatial compression had muted

the ground again while still maintaining her hand posture of attempting to slap Alex. However,