Volume 1, Chapter 46: Zhou Cong Tries to Steal a Chicken Only to Lose the Rice Used as Bait

Ye Qiaoqiao noticed these people immediately, and when she saw they were not carrying firearms, she let out a silent sigh of relief.

"You! How dare you!" Ye Qiaoqiao shouted angrily, while gently shaking her head out of the corner of her eye at Xie Song, who was preparing to make a move.

There was no need to clash head-on with Zhou Cong right now.

Zhou Cong did not notice the silent exchange between the two of them. He raised his eyes calmly and said, "Why wouldn't I dare? You are the one who has stubbornly kept targeting me, so don't blame me."

"I didn't bring the photos with me!"

Ye Qiaoqiao said through gritted teeth, which in Zhou Cong's eyes looked like she was showing weakness.

"It doesn't matter. I can give you a phone call, and you just need to have someone deliver them to my men outside the military region." Zhou Cong pushed the phone toward her.

Ye Qiaoqiao glared at him furiously...

"...Uh, well... Let's eat first, everyone." At this point, the enchanting fragrance that had been pressing her chest against my head earlier took on a slightly unnatural expression.

"I was only afraid that you would detest him." The "him" in my mouth naturally referred to the faith of the Sanctuary.

Nightingale tossed a can of cola to him, then grabbed one for herself, draped a robe over her shoulders, and walked with Zheng Qi toward the resting area nearby.

Looking at the entrance of the office building dozens of meters away, Zhao Xuan suddenly paused, and a strange look flashed across his eyes. He really did run into someone he knew.

Tao Xiaoping quickly rolled down the car window, yet she hesitated to start the engine, her watery eyes simply glancing back and forth at Liu Weihong, her pretty face flushed red and looking utterly charming.

"Haha, thank you, Imperial Father." I put away the lychees, and upon heading out, I ran into the Fourth Brother. He hadn't left yet, presumably waiting for me.

The driver also very consciously put down his cigarette. Liu Weihong, of course, was even more conscious; his nicotine addiction wasn't that severe yet, and he would be fine not smoking along the way. As long as Principal Zhu could hold out, he could hold out too.

"Speaking of which, who is that—" Just as those words left his mouth, this winter wolf was smacked on the head by his companion next to him. He immediately realized his mistake and then stared blankly at Gu with wide eyes.

I let out a cold snort as divine power condensed into a bow and arrow. Drawing the bow and nocking the arrow, I aimed at the fleeing Apostle. In an instant, everything in the world seemed to vanish, leaving only that escaping Apostle, which kept growing larger, larger, and larger in my vision.

At the same time, the two of them felt someone arrive on the rooftop. It wasn't because they heard any alert-triggering sound, but purely through the intuition of masters, and whoever was looking down from above possessed cultivation no inferior to theirs.

He was not a fool; Sunset and Night Fly were clearly not traitors, and Yun Zishan's handwriting could not be faked. Therefore, the matter was crystal clear: Yun Zishan and Jing Li had teamed up to lure him away and frame Dugu Xing for death.

Wang Qiang, nicknamed Monk Wang, originally belonged to the Northwest Army and later served in Tang Enbo's Fifty-Second Army. He had participated in the Battle of Xuzhou, fought with great bravery, sustained heavy injuries, and was ordered to come to eastern Henan upon recovery. He had a stubborn temper and a history of talking back to his superior officers.

Simultaneously, the car made a sharp turn to the other side, the chassis tilting from inertia before veering off the road and rolling over.

Emperor Xuanyuan announced once more that from then on, Xiao Lang's clansmen would be his own clansmen, and Tianzhou City would forever belong to the people of Tianzhou, restoring peace within the city walls. Emperor Xuanyuan was in a bad mood; anyone daring to jump out and cause trouble at this moment was simply courting death.

"Young Master Sun? Sun Tengjiao?" Hearing Yao Mei'er say this, Lin Xiao could not help but startle. His brows immediately furrowed in confusion as he asked.

Since the Third Column had made its promise, along with the generous travel expenses and distribution of supplies, the townspeople were naturally unwilling to sit around and wait for death. While some might harbor complaints about the Third Column stirring up trouble and provoking the Japanese, none dared to utter them aloud at this moment.

Feeling that he was about to lose control of the lightning ball, Yang Zhen suddenly exerted the force of a thousand jun to crush and detestonate the lightning ball in his hand.

"King, it seems you are very curious about this streak of purple Qi from the East." Seeing that Sadan had been gazing into the distance at the purple Qi for a long time without looking away, Kelly, who was standing beside him, spoke up.

Before he could even wash away the dust and wind of the journey from his face, he turned around to find steaming hot dishes already laid out on the table.

It was not until the afternoon that the Fifth Division and the Sixteenth Division finally broke through to Shijiazhuang and rendezvoused with the defending Japanese forces.

In ancient times, the Second Demon Emperor used this supreme treasure to control numerous Demon Emperors, causing massive turmoil.

In this war-torn era of World War II, not only did the Super Soldier Serum emerge, giving birth to Captain America.

Within moments, the ground fell completely silent. Xuran tried taking a few steps and found nothing there; it seemed the venomous snakes had been driven away by the medicinal scent on his body.

Seeing no drama left to watch, the onlookers consciously dispersed. Gradually, only Meng Riwan and her group were left in the spacious hall.

Although she had been reborn, her physical body and divine soul had suffered catastrophic damage, making it impossible to open the Essence and Spirit orifices.

On one hand, they utilized the internet celebrities cooperating with Star Alliance Company for new media promotion; on the other hand, various online and offline promotional activities followed one after another.

Returning to the surface, Lu Jian sought out Yunpeng again and instructed him to dispatch some top martial artists to investigate Niujiao Mountain.

Strictly speaking, this could only be considered a pseudo-talent. Compared to a genuine "true second talent," it was mere trash, and to a certain extent, it would even contaminate one's original talent and diminish the power of one's innate talent.

Wei Qing and Gu Hong both returned, and Meng Riwan even shared some food with the two of them before they headed to the shopping mall.

A sneer appeared on Liaowuji's face. Seizing the opportunity, he reached out his right arm to grab Yun'er while pulling out a dagger with his left hand and pressing it against her neck. The sudden turn of events shocked all three of them.

Leng Feng tied the national flag to his right hand and held it high. Simultaneously, everyone discarded their baggage, and the motorcade moved forward in a grand procession.

His cultivation realm was too low to discern the specific peculiarities of the giant's inheritance; he only sensed through his supreme spiritual arts that the giant's inheritance encompassed much more and bore much more.