Chapter 24

Ever since Zhao Ming received the report from Meng San, a guard under Qiao Kui, two days ago, he immediately gathered his men. Without waiting to notify his superiors, he set off straight for Liangjiagou.

Zhang Xiaotian’s eyes were also filled with dissatisfaction, and his expression was grim. Regardless of whether what Qin Yu said was true, he had to be on his guard against Wu Yong. After all, the man had brought someone from the Liu family along; who knew what sinister intentions he might have been harboring all along?

Wu Jungang continued to brandish his thin sword, the constant "clinking" sounds echoing incessantly. Suddenly, Wu Jungang stopped his swordplay, and the clinking ceased instantly.

Caught off guard by his sudden change in demeanor, Xu Yihan was momentarily flustered, but she still answered his question with great sincerity.

At that moment, no one spoke up for her. The media reporters cared nothing for her misery; they were only interested in capturing her current pathetic state on camera.

Li Yanfei was being dragged along the street by Zhang Shaoyu’s powerful arm, with the Fourth Brother in hot pursuit behind them, brandishing a dagger. Because Zhang Shaoyu was carrying Li Yanfei, and her stamina could not compare to theirs, the brief chase was decided in just five minutes.

As for Shen Niannian, she had the support of high-traffic artists like Wang Yuqian and the Eagle Band, and she even knew their agent.

Observing the current situation, a ravenous Liu Ye couldn't help but smile helplessly. She had undergone the most rigorous wilderness survival training and could overcome any hardship, but given her current state, she really had to think about what she could actually accomplish.

Desperate to know what was happening in the courtyard, Liu Ye shuffled toward the window. Peering through the crack between the weathered wooden frame and the earthen wall, she looked out into the yard.

He remembered that the first floor seemed to be a place for public lectures, so he did not linger, passing directly through the first great hall and into the second.

"Alright, alright!" Jiang Yiyi knew Seven-Seven’s temper all too well; back then, just because Monkey had said a few extra words, he had almost been killed right in front of the Jiang residence.

In the Golden Dragon’s eyes, few among the alien races, the extinct clans, or even the demon beasts of the Sacred Golden Domain could serve as enemies to this man. Following him was the wisest choice; otherwise, where else could one find such a powerhouse capable of standing against Golden Head?

Even if the actors were contacted personally by the director and producer, the audition process remained mandatory.

He had watched for ten minutes and found it tedious, to say nothing of participating himself, so he began to chat with Anderson.

Seeing the hesitation on Meng Yaoqin’s face, You Ying felt a stir in her heart and decided to speak these words.

It was no wonder they were special forces; at the very least, in terms of physique and physical fitness, they were far superior to the soldiers of ordinary units.

Thinking of this, Fang Ning felt that being a long-term shut-in was quite nice. He had food and entertainment, didn't have to worry about anything, and kept a low profile. After so long, no one had come looking for him.

Mu Shenyi watched the numbers on the stopwatch drop to single digits, his heart hanging in his throat as he stared unblinkingly at the sky.

"So, it was you who trained Wukong five hundred years ago? Not bad," the Buddha praised without reservation.

Wan Xiaoru sneered inwardly. She figured that without the Empress's command, Wan Tianxiong would not dare to rashly step forward to help that lowly woman, Huang Xiang.

From ancient times to the present, it is the era that creates the hero, but now he wanted to see if he could create an era himself—or perhaps, break the threads of fate that had been silent for ten thousand years, return everything to its path, make immortality a possibility, and reconnect the realms of immortals and mortals.

As long as he eliminated his opponent, he would be rid of the problem once and for all; that was one of the best methods in Long Batian’s mind.

Even those within the Wild Dog Gang and the Reptile Gang were required to pay a monthly tribute of ten yuan to the boss; otherwise, you would be purged by the gang and left to struggle for survival on your own.

In his view, Su Yang’s actions were no different from a moth flying into a flame—nothing more than self-destruction.

Yang Tai wiped his face vigorously; he had to pull himself together. Sister Saori might already be in danger.

You really know how to put on a show, don't you? Even I, Wang, think I’m good at posturing, but you’re even better than me?

Yulan nodded. Her mistress was right; although the lady had gotten rid of Cuiping and removed one source of trouble, the process of fighting with her had inevitably left a poor impression in the young master’s mind.

Amidst the sound of chewing flesh, there were no screams or cries for help. Instead, there was the initial sound of a predator pouncing, followed by the sound of a throat being mangled—that distinct, twitching struggle.

"Surrender her, and you may leave." A metallic, grinding sound emanated from the patrol mecha’s speaker.

True Immortal Jinyang’s eyes lit up. A martial cultivator—this was too rare. Even True Immortal Jinyang had only ever heard of them in legends. Tang Jie was the only martial cultivator born in this era, and he was indeed astonishingly talented, capable of going head-to-head with a powerhouse like Gong Feichen.

Following the model of the Blue Star, he created a world consisting only of the solar system, which also contained a Blue Star.

Takagi Naohito smiled. Huang Quan’s expression was much like his own after his first day on the job.