106 Side Story 2

“Could a merchant’s mansion really gather so many underworld figures?” Xue Wu was quite surprised.

That very afternoon, after the plan was set, Mo Yonghao and Chen Zhen each led their own troops to take action separately.

As Deng Yu’s voice grew more impassioned, the surrounding audience was successfully drawn into the fervor; the silent room once again erupted with excited yet synchronized shouts.

Bi Shao’s eyes sparkled with excitement, and the few sycophants beside him shifted from pale faces to expressions of delight.

Not only Xu Jian, but even his henchmen trembled all over and collapsed onto the ground.

At this moment, the night guards of Dong Zhuo’s camp finally reacted. The Xiliang soldiers guarding the camp’s gate shouted once, only to be struck down by a volley of arrows from the Yellow Turban Army. Seeing this, the Yellow Turban soldiers quickly rushed forward, opened the camp gates, and surged into Dong Zhuo’s stronghold.

The surrounding area had long since been reduced to ruins by artillery fire; no matter how extraordinary her skills were, it was absolutely impossible to reverse the current situation.

In other words, without this sword, Yu Le would never have been able to escape.

This also meant that to avoid exhaustion and death, under such circumstances, Huangfu Longdou would naturally fear these numerous experts.

“Sigh, alright, just save some for me,” Nian smiled, continuing to chat and eat with Isabella.

“Alright, the problem is solved, let’s head back,” Lin An said as he pulled Aisha along, speaking to Ailis Mia and Molika.

Besides the grandmaster, several other elders of equal strength joined in; a mere Jiang Hai Li Huai was no match for them, no matter how arrogant he was.

In truth, as a priestess, merely expressing the desire to form a team would cause many groups to compete for her.

“Mother, you are always so kind!” Gu Qiu smiled helplessly and finally gave up.

Lu Keng Keng sneered coldly; among his bodyguards, three were retired professional fighters, and four had once been special forces.

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“President Zhao!” Zhang Hu stepped forward two paces, radiating an imposing aura, his eyes like lanterns, glaring fiercely at Xiao Yu.

In such terrain, being surrounded by copper mechanical lifeforms would be a very troublesome situation.

“This is the result of the deal, excellent,” the ambitious Chief Atasan, Asaru, summoned the tribe’s warrior commanders.

However, this was not Zhao Mu’s greatest gain; his biggest achievement was the inheritance in mathematics and physics he had just acquired.

Zhang Mingyu’s gaze swept over seven or eight youthful faces, finally resting on Han Jinlong’s, sneering disdainfully, “White-haired brother, right? Good, very good!” A strange cold smile appeared on his face.

Those belonging to the prince quickly agreed, while those loyal to the Demon Emperor looked up, eager to see what decision His Majesty would make.

If not for him, who had stolen the nine golden steel pestles from Kong Fo Temple, how could the city have faced such an unprecedented crisis in a century?

Before the words had finished, the blazing whip crackled with fiery light and lashes, striking fiercely at the golden armored giant.

Outside, dozens of sounds of clashing armor rang out; dozens of Taro camp soldiers appeared around the perimeter, each gripping long spears and crossbows.

Jinyin chimed in beside her, “By the way, Dark Moon girl, didn’t you say that Lu Zhai County produces the Luo Feng fruit? Now that we’ve finally arrived, I must try some.” She displayed a greedy expression.

Xu Feng nodded; since they all now resided in the imperial capital, it proved they no longer had to worry about food or clothing.

However, the streaming location definitely needed careful consideration. “I’ve decided to check online for good suggestions; after all, there are plenty of forums like this at night.”

Reporters laughed; it was a fact that the media was abuzz with discussion. Everyone agreed this was Hans War Chariot’s best concert yet, and many believed Zhao Mu played a significant role.

Mingmei and Fan Mo were led into the main hall; the old servant presented a list of goods for Fan Mo to check off quickly. He skimmed through it swiftly, finding nothing he desired.

Qi Xuan’er was immediately a bit angry but held back her arrogant words upon thinking of Ye Fan’s strength.

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Kros stepped on the snow as he returned to the training ground for recovery exercises, creating an eerie atmosphere there.

Faced with Liu Dang’s attitude, Murong Jing was very helpless but understood she couldn’t offend Liu Dang outright due to his status. Reluctantly, she used Murong Ze as an excuse once more.

If they were absent and no rescue team arrived, the two would be trapped here indefinitely. Currently, the likelihood of rescue was very low.

Standing on the goal line, Neuer lowered his center of gravity slightly, eyes fixed intently on Wang Qi, who was approaching the soccer ball.

Upon hearing this, Ji Chang was overjoyed. “Daoist Jiang Ziya, please board the carriage.” After speaking, Ji Chang escorted Jiang Ziya onto his coach. Once Jiang Ziya was seated, Ji Chang himself took the reins and slowly headed towards the city of Xi Qi.

In reality, after the war broke out, someone had already provided information to the British, but it failed to attract their attention.

The term “paper warfare” in Chinese history has a derogatory connotation but does not imply the protagonist was incompetent.

So many martyrs and assassins were said to have forced him up Mount Ling, poisoned, severely injured, and chased all over the mountain. Yet upon returning to the prince’s mansion, the poison had been cured and wounds treated well. Could it be divine intervention?

Wu Yong was somewhat surprised by Xu Ning’s choice; he glanced at Hu Yan Zhuo, thinking the two had at least reached an understanding, but it seemed Xu Ning had not even gained basic trust.

Ye Ke had just blocked the attack, then appeared unpredictably on the left side, his presence as solid and weighty as a mountain, perfectly consistent with before.

They reached an agreement; the county magistrate went to find the deputy to inform him of his temporary absence from the county office.