Volume 1, Chapter 38: Did I Fart in Your Face?

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Needless to say, Heisenberg and Clark have stomachs that could break down and dissolve even steel. The weapons wielded by her bodyguards were completely useless against the giant centipede; bullets struck its body as if hitting an armored tank, sending forth a spray of sparks.

"Put some effort into it!" Yoshida, annoyed by Shimada's bossy tone, shouted to the two men beside him.

"No, no, no!" Huahua waved her hands and shook her head frantically, adamantly refusing to admit she was lewd.

The person in the black cloak felt even worse; that expression of his was surely a mockery of her own strength, as if to say she was nowhere near his level.

Bai Mu Ting felt incredibly lucky. It was her first time at the Bai residence, and she might already be on the verge of finding the murderer of the Old Matriarch.

"You have knowledge but refuse to use it. Are you actually proud of such stupidity?" Tony retorted, refusing to be outdone.

One, two, three... a full nine bolts of lightning fell from the sky, all striking deep into the mountain cave.

She glanced at Yin Xiao Che. It was a handsome face she had seen countless times, yet every time she looked at him, she could not help but be moved.

With Mo Shuisheng deceased and Sun Wanru missing, it was baffling how Mo Zixuan, lacking any domestic economic support, could still live so comfortably. And now, he had returned to the country.

He wondered how chaotic the city must be. Knowing the Old Dragon's personality, he must be worried to death by now! Just as Shadow was about to give up on the forest and head to the Imperial Palace to investigate, a sudden explosion rang out from within the woods. Startled, Shadow moved with the speed of a gale, rushing toward the sound.

"It's nothing, just a minor flesh wound," A-Xiang said indifferently, withdrawing his arm.

Opening the car door, Wu Fan let Ran Ni get in first, then followed, both of them taking the back seat.

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Ranking eighth, right in the middle of the pack, Lan Qian didn't have many expectations. In the finals, a higher ranking provided a greater advantage, but it wasn't impossible to overtake the leaders.

"Haha, indeed. You are still robust and vigorous, Grandfather; you are in the prime of your life and full of spirit." Wang Yan chuckled. Seeing the old man settle into his high-backed chair, he reined in his expression, knowing when to stop, lest the old man truly become displeased.

Mu Ze was currently hard at work when he realized Yuan Jinyu had drifted off. His anger flared instantly, and he thrust into her fiercely. Yuan Jinyu’s voice rose sharply, and her body began to tremble.

The stronger the man in black was, the lower their chances of escaping. Thinking about it, he clearly bore his grandfather’s mark, yet there had been no reinforcements for so long; he must have tampered with things.

But who could have guessed that a hawk would leave its prey alive? When Gu Mo first started grilling, he had hinted to everyone that these things were already dead, so everyone had overlooked this detail.

This was the first time since Huo Sining entered the world of Chinese antiques that she felt such a heavy burden on her shoulders, and the first time she realized how profound her responsibilities were.

At this moment, the explosion in the sky caught the attention of the Hydra Captain. It turned out to be Loki, the God of Lies, who had used lightning to destroy the last few aircraft of the U.S. military, meaning air superiority now rested firmly in the hands of the Hydra Alliance.

As soon as the words fell, Sai Tianjiao was the first to transform. She soared into the air, her legs closing and rotating behind her, her arms folding against her sides, while protrusions extended from her shoulders and her lower torso.

Feng Qianyu pushed him out of the office. Jiang Zhuofang complied naturally; the more brutal the battles of the past, the more he focused on recuperating. Besides, they were due for a reunion.

The man was none other than Wu Shaobai, whom Bai Shu hadn't seen in a long time. Ever since they were summoned by the Temple Master that day, Bai Shu had neither seen nor heard anything about him.

Feng Mingchu was clearly not thinking about the outcome of the exercise, but rather the development strategy of the special forces. How could the sharp weapons of a great power seize the initiative and punish the wicked? How could one plan from within the tent and remain invincible? Was the mission of this team not merely for a specific task, but to fulfill a dream?

The two massive forces collided, and the resulting shockwave instantly engulfed Wang Zhi-ran and Thirteen.

"Young man, let’s see what you’re really made of." Hillick lunged forward. The mysterious person reflexively threw a punch, but it missed; Hillick had transformed into a swarm of bats. The bats clung to the mysterious person, sinking their sharp teeth into his body and draining his strength.

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"What? These are all top-grade spirit stones! You should know that with the current concentration of spiritual energy in the cultivation world, it is almost impossible to birth new top-grade spirit stone veins. Each one is irreplaceable. Is it really worth spending them on these two materials?" Cheng Tian asked, his heart aching.

His life seemed governed by an incomprehensible, unbelievable fastidiousness; he disliked anything superfluous.

He opened his eyes to see a cold glint flash before him, followed by a face as frosty as ice.

Audrey had never been involved in the underground world; she didn't know how strong Fang Chunliang was, nor how vast his influence, but she knew the strength of the Holy Church. She couldn't help but worry, silently praying that Fang Chunliang would be safe.

That warm sensation, the way the silky fabric brushed against his palm, left a strange feeling. For some reason, it was etched deeply into Yin Sizhe's memory.

Walking through the estate and seeing so many people he couldn't simply dismiss, he felt a surge of irritation. Coupled with his recent conversation with Wanyi, he felt all the more as if he had failed to accomplish anything, with only more problems piling up.

Today was the release day of the film Qin Xing had acted in, and she had given Su Li many movie tickets.

At this moment, two projection screens were set up in the lobby outside; one showed my first-person perspective, and the other was Can Xiaoyang's live stream.

"Old Chief, you wouldn't be calling overseas this early in the morning just to ask about the value of that oil field, would you?" Fang Chunliang asked with a smile.