Chapter 40

"How could the Organization ever reuse a location that has been exposed?" Kuroki Jin brought up two cans of cola from downstairs and tossed one to him.

He mentioned that his investigation into Tomonari Makoto was making progress. For the past year, Tomonari had been tracking the three police officers who were on duty with his father, and a large collection of surveillance photos had been found in his home.

Often, one only needs to look at the way Zhou Zhehao holds his racket, the force of his serve, and other such superficial phenomena.

Upon hearing this, Li Bu’s eyes crinkled with a mischievous smile. He raised an eyebrow and said, "I have heard that you, Junior Brother, have been keeping very close company with Junior Sister Jin Ling'er in the courtyard."

She now possesses centuries of cultivation and two mutant abilities; on Earth, she could well be called a superhuman.

He had originally prepared a bellyful of words to comfort her, but to his surprise, he found himself being comforted instead.

She had spent over half a month in the inner-earth world and had only managed to cross two mountains and one river.

He was no fool; he had long since swapped the genuine article for a fake to deceive Bourbon, securing the real item for himself.

In truth, Vermouth knew clearly that while Gin might maintain a cold face every day, that certainly did not apply when he was dealing with Kuroki Jin.

Only when the flame of the oil lamp flickered did the Western specters in the mural seem to come to life, shifting and drawing closer to the Taoist temple.

Five golden lions lunged, their golden heads roaring incessantly. Shui Yuan's servant wore a stern expression, his body darting back and forth as he flicked his hands, sending streams of flying fire shooting out. The five golden lions pounced, their golden eyes flashing as their giant claws swiped down.

"I will kill you! It was you, you bastard! You claimed to be my best friend for life, yet you slept with my wife! I’m going to kill you!"

In the bottom lane, after being killed by Xia Xin, the opponents immediately grew much more cautious, not daring to play too aggressively against him.

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Yangping Resort is located on the mountainside, boasting a pleasant landscape and a massive footprint; it is now one of the most famous tourist attractions in Yangping City.

"Is this true? Will His Majesty not question it?" Lu Rongweng’s eyes burned with fervor, and his hands trembled slightly.

Li Yi, on the other hand, was met with dinner. When a table laden with food was set up in the dining room on the first floor, Ma Junjie stared in astonishment.

The two had fought for so long without unleashing a killing blow, both guarding their vital points. Xiao Jian’s focus drifted, and after being caught by a flurry of rapid strikes from Tie Niu'er, he found himself unable to react in time. Busy with self-preservation, Xiao Jian failed to notice the opening Tie Niu'er had deliberately left.

Obeying its master's orders, Xiaotian immediately intercepted the mutant dog. Its mission was to hold off the dog, giving its master time to deal with the mutant cats.

The two chatted about the gossip of the elite circles. An Xin and Deng Lin couldn't get a word in, so they sat in silence, though their inner states were vastly different.

However, such thoughts were, after all, a form of self-deception. Whether successful or not, there would eventually be a result, for the crisis had already begun to draw near.

Furthermore, hidden beneath their wings—which appeared like those of a roc—were a pair of nimble arms. These allowed them to cast various punitive and healing spells without being restricted by their movement. In other words, this divine-realm unit, which looked like a bird of prey in combat, was actually a versatile warrior skilled in both magic and martial arts.

"Slash again!" Qin Mu’s eyes were icy. With a shift in his focus, the black hole wheel blade flashed out once more like lightning, slicing the dark creature into hundreds of pieces within a few short breaths.

"Is Qin Mu trying to defeat Wei Yang and the others with this move?" Luo Qian’s beautiful eyes sparkled with brilliance as she whispered.

Li Yi had anticipated this long ago. After all, when fighting someone who had lived for tens of millions of years, it was easy for the opponent to see through his intentions.

In daily life, there was no way these people could hide from the ubiquitous surveillance. Even if they were twice as agile, they could not avoid cameras that covered every angle with overlapping views.

If the previous struggle surrounding the Bronze Mirror Fortress was merely a tentative skirmish between the Holy Falcon Alliance and the Salanka Empire, then the current war raging in the central border, especially after the full-scale declaration of national war, undoubtedly concerned the destiny of both empires.

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After getting used to it and adapting, Wang Zuxian even found this hard life to be quite comforting. Every day, she could leave her home with high spirits and a joyful heart.

Su Xianrong searched Guo Zhitong’s room for a long time but did not find the blood-stained clothes.

The injured thugs were all in a large ward. Having caused a ruckus for most of the day, they were all asleep by this hour.

Xing Tian shook his head. "She is my kin. Since she is kin, why speak of thanks?" With that, Xing Tian turned and walked outside.

Although this technique of sound transmission was not a top-tier art, the fact that Wang Yuetian could master it in such a short time still left the great monk astonished.

The enemy’s sword formation devoured another cannon shell like a glutton that could never be filled, appearing effortless and relaxed. Li Chao was preparing to fire again when he saw the enemy tank jolt violently. He quickly pulled Li Ruoqiu down to the ground.

However, these words—whispered so softly one would need a hearing aid to catch them—were heard perfectly clearly by the hundred or so werewolves present.

Shen Yunfeng held the same thoughts as Zhang Ziming. Unlike Zhang Ziming, his emotions were not swayed by the deaths of the Zhang family cultivators, allowing him to exert his full strength. Yet, just like Zhang Ziming, let alone killing Wan Zijing, he couldn't even manage to wound him.

Having refined the Wind Profound Qi, Long Xuankong no longer felt the strain when using the "Eighteen Flashes of the Cunning Rabbit." The seven different energies within his body were equivalent to the sum of seven intermediate Martial Profound practitioners. With just a slight pause to reform his hand seals, he could execute the next flash.

There was nothing unusual around them. Lin Tian flickered and appeared at the spot where Bu Wei had died. Bu Wei’s corpse had been pulverized by the power of Creation. On the ground lay Bu Wei’s spatial ring. With a thought, Lin Tian pulled the ring into his Xiaoyao World.

Along the way, Xiao Xi sat in the back of the car in silence. Listening to Gu Ruolan and Situ Leiyan chat occasionally, she sighed repeatedly to herself. How foolish she had been—clearly an unwanted third wheel, yet she had agreed to come, only to sit in the back seat and become a laughingstock for the two of them.