Chapter 42: Want Revenge? I Won’t Give You the Chance.
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“Damn it! Take him down!”
Ruan Wu had also come from the militia, so he possessed a basic combat instinct. Yet after issuing the order, he heard no gunshots at all and hurriedly turned around.
All three of his companions lay sprawled on the ground, apparently unconscious or dead. An overwhelming terror seized him in an instant.
How could this kid be so fast?!
He had not even seen the man’s shadow clearly. Not only had his weapon been taken, but all three of his companions had been knocked down.
Ruan Wu turned toward the boss, only to see Zhao Chen pressing a gun against Wang Yi’s temple, his face twisted into a cold sneer as he surveyed the surroundings.
“So you’re Boss Wang? I heard you have powerful connections and can kill people here with impunity?”
Wang Yi gave an awkward laugh and hurriedly denied it...
For Linglong Tian to reveal the truth about the Gate of Creation and the secrets of the Immortal Realm was already a tremendous display of trust.
Wu Xizhao was even less remarkable. A grandmaster-level assassin puppeteer could never be of any help to Bear Hunter in a head-on battle.
Wan Mingfa’s post truly stirred up a wave of discussion. Before long, it had even reached the trending searches within the circle, which showed just how much attention he commanded. Though his peak years were already behind him, his fan base remained terrifyingly large.
However, when the students of Beast Fist looked to either side, they saw not fear, but faces filled with cold smiles.
After all this was done, the pungent smell that had assaulted their noses vanished, replaced by a faint, delicate fragrance.
“If even a ridiculous place like the Ghost Gate can be found by me, Ye, how could I fail to find something as small as Yinxu?”
Su Yu came closer, shedding her usual lofty, icy demeanor and turning into an approachable big brother.
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Jinshan Temple had originally been a desolate wasteland. After being transformed into a demonic domain by the thousand-year-old willow tree spirit, it now looked even more like a realm of ghosts.
Qin Tian’s gaze seemed capable of piercing through layer upon layer of space, taking the entire scene in. He secretly shook his head.
He gave Nangong Qing no chance to argue, directly pinning an entirely baseless charge on her and branding her the instigator.
But for this matter to be carried out, the Huguang Governor’s Office had to give its approval. Cheng Yucai had by then returned to his post and was no longer acting governor of Huguang, while the current governor, Xu Guangjin, was in Guangdong leading troops against bandits. Xu Guangjin, of all people, had the least faith in the local militias.
Although she had not suppressed her cultivation, she had nevertheless restrained her power, limiting it to the level of a quasi-Heavenly Emperor.
Thanks to the protection of the Nong clan, the Nine-Tailed bloodline had survived to this day. Though it had been oppressed, its legacy could still be passed on.
Seeing this, Zhang Mao’s aged face blossomed like a chrysanthemum, and he was so pleased with himself that only after a long while did he speak mysteriously.
On the ground, one half of Wolverine’s body began slowly to heal. Then the other half of its body grew out.
“Things are better now. There’s no need to suffer needlessly. The two of them aren’t as clever as you, and we never expected them to achieve anything remarkable in the future,” Jiang Haiyang said hurriedly.
He truly had never imagined that the Hongzhi Emperor, who had always been known as a thoroughly good-natured man, could possess such a treacherous side.
What he could not understand, no matter how hard he tried, was why His Majesty would send congratulatory gifts to such a scoundrel as Chen Ziyu.
“How was that? I’m not entirely useless as a security guard, am I? When the zombies broke out yesterday, I took down two of them. Today, while searching the convenience store for food, I killed another four.”
The strands of hair, stained black by the monster and coated with blood, fell away at once, abandoned by Isabella.
After concluding her itinerary in Los Angeles, Sophia hurriedly flew on to New York, where her work schedule was even more packed.
What comforted him was that Fang Jinzhi truly treated his affairs as her own, worrying about what worried him and thinking about what he was thinking.
Empress Jingtai’s face was as white as paper, entirely devoid of color. Her eyes stared blankly ahead, and she sat as motionless as a piece of wood.
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Bai Sheng had not expected Lingxing’s attitude to be so unyielding. She looked as though she were saying, “I refuse to be reasonable. What are you going to do about it?” He immediately flew into a rage, thinking, Regardless of what happens to the Iron Fan Princess today, I’ll deal with you, you bald thief, first.
Li Feng was not lying. The old master really did need him. If nothing else, his wealth of experience alone was enough to qualify him as a teacher.
“Mind’s Eye.” Hyacinth closed her eyes and sensed everything around her—the space before her and behind her. It was as though time had slowed, and the sound of blade striking blade seemed to linger for an eternity with every clash.
No one had ever considered this problem, and no one had been able to solve what happened after the Dragon and Phoenix clans intermarried: their young either dying inside the eggs or transforming into ferocious beasts.
Over the past month or so, driven by the overall bull market in the United States, the market capitalization of Metropolis ABC Group had approached seventeen billion dollars. Likewise, boosted by the favorable news surrounding the opening of Universal Studios Osaka, Daenerys Entertainment Group’s market value had surpassed one hundred and forty billion dollars.
Jun Mu’s lips moved slightly. After gathering his thoughts for a moment, he was just about to speak when Taoyao suddenly seized his sleeve, rose onto her toes, and kissed him.
“Get up now. If someone sees this, they’ll think I bullied you,” Sinan Xingrui said awkwardly.
Thus, when Xiang Yue returned after completing the formalities, he found one person feeding the other porridge while the other blushed shyly. He suddenly felt that he had arrived at an inconvenient time.
“Ahem.” He cleared his throat softly to draw their attention.
The instant he received her gaze, Feng Dachuan picked up the receiver lying before him.
Although swearing an oath was effortless for her, invoking her father crossed her bottom line.
Furball was being far too contrary. It kept insisting that it and its eternal nemesis could never get along amicably, and that it would never bring along anyone who merely held it back. Yet the words of the dignified Beast King turned out to be no more reliable than a fart.
Ye Ming gazed up at the gloomy gray sky. Perhaps their souls, like hers, had gone to another world and were living there under different identities.
Leng Hao looked at Ye Ming with an inquiring gaze. Only after she nodded did he unclench his tightly folded hands and step aside.
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