Chapter 49

Liu Xianjia had never made a move against his brother because he could only think of this method. Knowing that Brother Long would not let us go, Liu Xianjia realized he would eventually target us, which was why he went into hiding and kept a counter-surveillance watch on this group.

Xiao Ziting's pupils constricted several times over. She did not know what kind of emotional state Mo Xue was in when she uttered those words, but a piece of her heart felt as though it had suddenly been torn away, bringing a suffocating pain.

She then placed her wallet in front of me, said "Excuse me for a moment" to the people at the gaming table, and turned to leave the room.

This sort of thing depended entirely on fate; it could not be forced to happen whenever I wished. Having figured this out, my state of mind calmed down. I then practiced boxing for a while longer until I was truly exhausted, after which I collapsed to rest.

Luo Yan was extremely excited. Winning the first battle so smoothly was definitely an auspicious sign for soldiers who believed in ghosts and deities.

Hearing this commotion, Brother Long and his men panicked, while we looked toward the rear and saw several police cars driving up. Upon reaching the breeding farm, more than twenty fully armed police officers immediately rushed out of the vehicles.

Upon arriving at the hospital, I hesitated and didn't dare to step inside. Xia Qi scolded me for a long time, yet I still couldn't bring myself to lift my foot.

Mei Feng was at a loss for what to do. Xiao Ziting might not remember what happened back then, but that did not mean Mu Yingchen didn't. She could not help but suspect Mu Yingchen's motives for approaching Xiao Ziting.

However, even if the other party didn't come after her, they were students at the same school and bound to run into each other; there was no guarantee they wouldn't cause trouble for her again.

Thud! His chest was cleaved open by a long gash from the Tai'ai Sword, blood spurted out, and he fell backward onto the ground.

A high-spirited Guan Biao and Han Lie commanded the vanguard battalion to protect Wang An's safety. Amidst the curious gazes of the people of Linzhou, the grand procession marched murderously toward the garrison commander's mansion.

Although both knew this was the rule, they said nothing further and pressed their thumbprints onto their respective death pacts in silence.

Rales staggered; that person had actually taken advantage of the outhouse to escape. While secretly cursing his bad luck, he felt a fortunate sense of relief—if he hadn't used psychic tracking to keep tabs on that middle-aged man beforehand, wouldn't the fellow have slipped out the back door? By then, even if he waited here for ten days or half a month, he would never have seen him come out.

It was akin to a duel held after being sent to prison, wasn't it? The losing prisoner dies, while the survivor receives a pardon.

Once he let go of his hand, Cartros's expression shifted slightly, and his right hand trembled as he put it back into his pocket. Upon closer inspection, a distinct dark red handprint was visible on his palm.

Besides, thankfully they left us three German MG-37T machine guns; these are far better than the two Type 92 heavy machine guns in our battalion.

Naturally, if Tao Bao had not sold his shares before Black Cat Technology went bankrupt, he wouldn't receive a single penny if the company ever went under.

The next moment, the dark clouds in the sky split open with cracks emitting an oppressive red glow. After a nearly eternal half-second, something seemed to leak from the blazing red fissures, and liquid-like crimson fluid began to stream downward.

At that time, the troops had only been formed for four or five days when they encountered the Tongxian Defense Campaign. To protect the fresh recruits, veteran commander Tao Ping was reluctant to let the new soldiers engage the Japanese infantry in close combat or hand-to-hand fighting, saying, "Preserve our strength and avoid meaningless sacrifices!"

"Ouch! It's itching me to death!" A soldier suddenly dropped his rifle and began frantically scratching his neck and face.

Chu An slowly regained consciousness. Sleep-eyed and groggy, he instinctively reached for the military knife at his thigh, only to grab empty air. He was jolted awake instantly, his eyes flying wide open.

The crimson sun on the horizon gradually sank, casting fiery evening glows across the layered clouds that resembled the scales of a red carp, making the desert look exceptionally breathtaking.

"Is that so? I'd better go patrol just in case!" Thor's words failed to put Kenny at ease; a sense of unease still lingered within him, haunting him ever since he entered the building.

"That child just has no filter; you should be more accommodating toward her. Anyway, since it's so rare for you two to come back, stay the night at home," Yao丽君 said.

For a brief moment, people's bodies were enveloped by the thick cloud layer, and a damp sensation clung to their entire frames.

"Uh." As soon as Lou Qin replied, she wished she could bite off her own tongue, because she suddenly remembered that she was just as unfamiliar with Ancheng as he was.

Sure enough, Long Sijue's expression also turned icy. With those words, he grabbed Su Qianxun and led her downstairs.

Lü Ying cast a frigid, piercing gaze at Qin Ying, her eyes as cold as glacial winds, making his spine tingle and instinctively forcing him to back away a few steps, his internal magical energy growing somewhat unstable.

"I want to go too!" Princess Changning's following words caused Qingjing to nearly cough up a mouthful of blood; Qingjing stared with wide, incredulous eyes at the princess.

Zhao Xianglong spoke casually, "Easy. We'll find Elder Yan, set off a bundle of dynamite in the middle of the night with a loud 'boom', and won't that settle it? Elder Yan used to make a living burning other people's haystacks; he's most expert at this." The Elder Yan that Zhao Xianglong mentioned—as long as they were lackeys of the Four Tigers—provoked the same jealousy in Zhao Xianglong, and his tone was dripping with sarcasm.

The moment the baby turned around, she saw Jing Xiyue looking at her with a beaming smile, her eyes filled with sly cunning.

At the foot of the mountain were Japanese secret agents already identified by Wang Xueshan. Although he was dead, he must have left behind criminal evidence, and the police officers headed straight to the second floor of the dormitory hospital.

Watching one's sister-in-law and brother display such deep affection day in and day out was, in truth, a rather agonizing experience.

Gazing at the increasingly aloof nun before her, Ye Ying knitted her delicate brows in worry, anxiously looking Han Rongyue up and down.

Little did she know, the more gentle the Fourth Prince's smile was at this moment, the more terrified Ye琪 felt, sensing that the Fourth Prince's gaze toward her was as if he intended to swallow her whole.

The moment Mo Wanli left, A-Jiu's face darkened. She sat at her desk, staring fixedly at Mo Yu, who was kneeling on the floor, for a long while.