Chapter 49

Since the parking space was backed by a wall, the placement of these three cars completely blocked Zhu Shoufen's vehicle inside.

These bodyguards looked completely different from the drug dealers Sun Fuqiang and his associates had dealt with in the past—vastly different.

Ren Zhen also turned on Tang Chuchu's personal hotspot, changing its name and password to match those of his own Wi-Fi network.

The veteran stood frozen in astonishment for several full seconds before the proverb "a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung" finally came to mind.

Since Yutong and Yuting were Hu Yue's wives, it was completely natural for her to pay special attention to them. However, she had no intention of doing any harm to the two of them.

Yet, looking at the rough sketch drawn by a student soldier before him, Qin Feng let out a soft sigh and finally abandoned that overly optimistic and beautiful illusion.

However, the day was already growing late, and after spending an entire day fighting lawsuits and trading barbs with people, there was simply no way to complete the mission today.

Tossing and turning all night until the sky grew pale with dawn, he got up, tidied, and went out for a run. He felt as light as a swallow, his strides carried the wind, and his physical stamina had multiplied several-fold.

Yet, if Guo Songran could genuinely hear these words, turbulent waves of shock would undoubtedly be stirred up within his heart.

Driven by concern for his younger sister's safety, Zhou Zhao merely uttered a single "Understood" before striding toward the eastern wing.

A heaven-shaking roar shook the firmament as an invincible giant descended abruptly into this world. Its bronze-colored skin was taut over powerful muscles, and even the sharp, biting astral winds shattered upon impact against it, leaving only imperceptible white marks behind.

"So it is you, the sanctimonious Zhang Jiao. Stop putting on your deceptive god-pretending acts. Our ancient divine clan has always been blessed by the heavens; we are the true darlings of the sky. I never expected that after remaining in seclusion for so many years, the current world would all but completely forget our divine race," an elderly man with white, weathered hair said arrogantly.

Layers of scales surfaced on the demonic youth's body as a red shield materialized in his hand, and he staggered backward. Meanwhile, Young Master Tianchou was slashed in half, his golden blood staining the ground as he sat there gasping for breath on the verge of death.

Startled, San Pang forgot the pain in his right hand and instinctively pulled back his left, only to be grabbed by Wang Zihao, whose steel pipe came crashing directly down onto his wrist.

How could she possibly endure this? A night of anxiety combined with a busy morning instantly transformed into blazing anger, yet her fury was met only with Ye Tian's non-committal indifference, leaving her with no choice but to swallow her grievance.

Looking at that somewhat unfamiliar retreating figure, Wang Tian could not help but grin, the cloud of doubt in his mind instantly dissipating. Things seemed to be progressing precisely in the direction he had imagined, a development Wang Tian was more than happy to see.

This short blade—or rather, semi-long blade—looked as though it had just been freshly pulled out of a block of ice, emitting wisps of biting chill.

If consciousness were compared to an outstretched hand, then at this moment, I was engaged in hand-to-hand combat with Tian Muyewei. In this mental brawl, the defeated party would suffer damage far exceeding anything physical.

"Tell me how you entered the Divine Martial Academy, and what mission you accepted." The Reaper's mouth split into a grin once more; he believed that as long as the player before him had ever heard of his name, they would tell him everything, honestly and completely.

"Master, are we going to fly across? Does the Underworld really not have a teleportation array?" You Ji asked, puzzled.

Lü Feng himself was somewhat bewildered—how had he ended up in first place? There was simply no way to maintain a low profile now; everyone would come to know who he was. This was hardly what Lü Feng wanted. For him, low-profile cultivation was of the utmost importance, but alas, things rarely went as wished, and the heavens dearly loved playing such jokes.

Where was there any trace of profound intellect in such an old lecher whose sole duty in the Yin Kui Sect was harvesting red pills?

Although he had failed to reach the destination he desired, he applied himself diligently to his chores in the kitchen and got along quite well with everyone.

"Grandpa, Third Uncle, please come in," Meng Ying said, opening the door and welcoming Huang the stonemason and Village Chief Huang Guzhong.

Just when Chen Fan expected him to launch a desperate, death-defying counterattack, the creature dropped to its knees with a loud thud, hugged Chen Fan's thighs, and began to wail and beg for mercy. Where was there any remaining trace of a monster's dignity, or of its arrogant and despotic demeanor from moments before?

As for the Martial Sovereigns of the Zhu family fortress and the Yun family fortress, their faces turned ashen, trembling as if countless swords were pressed against their throats.

The reforms of the Prefectural Overseer's Yamen had already quietly unfolded among the lower-class citizens. The entire official system of Meizhou had undergone tremendous changes, and large-scale recruitment for vacant positions was about to commence across the entire prefecture.

"Martial arts techniques? Are you certain you wish to seek out a martial arts technique? You must understand that practicing martial arts requires a cultivation level of at least the fifth stage of primordial energy; otherwise, it is simply impossible. Forcing it will only result in losing the rice used as bait while failing to catch the chicken!" Master Yang advised.

What kind of mysterious organization was this EEO, capable of plundering the Apophis?

Faced with the advance of the Turks, the entire nation of Xia burned with fervor. People from the various counties of Wuji and the East China Sea eagerly enlisted in the cavalry, while residents of Nanyang regions like Yizhou and Lühan, though unaccustomed to horseback riding and thus unable to enlist, had no intention of standing idly by.

While speaking, Chen Fan untied a belt from his waist and spread his palm, revealing nearly a hundred silver needles gleaming with an eerie light under the lamplight.

Coupled with the preexisting enmity between the two sides, it was entirely logical for Sun Dao to seek revenge against him. Li Yang could now be virtually certain that this fellow was the mastermind behind the scenes—there was almost no doubt left.

Faced with the cruelty of his enemies, the only thing Xiao Chen could do was retaliate with even greater brutality, making the enemy feel true terror. A bloody and violent battle was unavoidable, and destruction was the method Xiao Chen had already settled upon.

Yet, seeing animals drinking so harmoniously from the same river caused Chen Fan to hold back. He retrieved a large waterskin from his ring and filled it to the brim.

"Do you still have the leisure to worry about others now?" Karina sneered. She lowered the magitech rifle that had just discharged its round, tossed it to a nearby guard, and picked up a brand-new one.

Consequently, Lu Xi and Karina's future paths after the conclusion of Auckland remained entirely beyond his imagination.

As for Tusa—a group whose core strength consisted of Muay Thai fighters, possessing a ferocious temperament yet ultimately capable of causing trouble only around Southeast Asia and rarely even stepping beyond the borders of Asia—despite occupying the geographical advantage of being close to the water, they still very sensibly chose to retreat.

As far as the eye could see, everything was a hazy, murky yellow world shrouded in gloom. A rain of sand fell from the sky, and a sudden gust of wind directly snapped the giant timber holding the banner outside the Wind and Dust Inn. The broken wood collided slightly with a stone corner before shattering into countless fragments that soared hundreds of feet up into the air.