Chapter 60: One-Man Rule
When it came to speaking or sitting down, it was always Grand National Master of Dali who had the final say.
"Watch your mouth!" Shiyu's eyes blazed with fury. Though both were criminal police officers, Yin Xinshui was calm and prudent, while Shiyu was fiery-tempered and could not tolerate even a single grain of sand in his eyes.
But Gui Ha Bi made the entire team halt, and at the cost of his own dignity, personally came as the Chief Steward of the Eastern Outer Sea Dragon Palace to report to Sun Fengzhao—yet received no response at first. After a moment, a lazy voice came from inside the carriage, as if just waking from a dream: "Coming!"
"Alright, alright, I get it. I was just venting a little, do you have to be so serious? How boring!" the fox muttered.
Since it wasn't far and they rarely got to go out, everyone decided to stay there for one night—leaving Saturday morning and returning Sunday afternoon.
It was said that some fishermen had seen a strange light streaking across the sky in the middle of the night, and not only that, they had also heard the wailing of ghosts. According to those fishermen, the crying was so sorrowful it brought tears to anyone who heard it.
The Golden Crown Black Feather Roc, now airborne, tightened the thin line that bound it. With a powerful flap of its giant wings, it stirred up fierce gusts of wind on the ground, like a drag parachute, abruptly pulling the Cloud Pattern No. 2 War Chariot to a halt.
Amo followed Ni Mingze and left. Old Li was never considered a normal person by anyone, and Gu Youran treated him like a shadow or air, allowing him to follow behind her with his back bent.
Among these miners were neutral races native to the Southern Continent, as well as workers who had crossed the ocean from Crescent Moon to seek fortune. They all shared the same goal.
"Go on. When you come back, bring me that 'phone' the blind man mentioned and let me take a look." Huo Lanxing Dun squinted his eyes, looking at him with a teasing grin.
Fortunately, their challenge was a trump card. They had already decided that no matter who was confirmed as the next family heir, they would base their challenge on the ancestral teachings.
Shen Wan showed another smile. By now, she had long lost all hope. These threats no longer meant anything to her. Living like this, it would be better to just die.
Hu Ye's reaction caught K by surprise, and he gave him an appreciative glance. Originally, K had only intended to have Edward, a police officer, take the Men in Black selection exam, but now he decided to give Hu Ye a chance as well.
Hu Ye unhurriedly returned to the main entrance, only to see Zhao Yuan and his personal guards huddled together, trembling violently.
While on vacation, Hu Ye also received a call from Zhang Yuxin. The old classmates had planned a dinner gathering next month, and the class monitor had asked Zhang Yuxin to notify Hu Ye and ask if he was free that day.
"If you have something to say, just say it." Her expression naturally did not escape Pei Yeling's eyes.
This remark made Pei Yeling, who was already a bit embarrassed, blush even more. She buried her face against his chest, not daring to look at the passersby.
He was also a handsome man, always carrying a hint of refined cologne. His leather shoes were perpetually spotless, his shirt impeccably white. Later, Shen Rong slept with that man, and when she was with him, she took his life. He died peacefully, a look of excitement still on his face.
"What is it?" Although she was hesitant about his reaction, since she needed something from him, she obediently walked over.
Ning Qian suddenly felt a strange illusion—this scene was like so many times when she was hurt and aggrieved, and Shen Chengren would gently comfort her. His eyes back then must have been as tender as Ethan's were now?
Suddenly, she understood what the liquid was and immediately blushed: "You're so bad! It's clearly urine, and you still deny it!" As she spoke, she lifted her leg, intending to kick him. But her knee immediately ached.
Just as Chu Feng had predicted, when the hundred or so people returned to the tribe and showed everyone this pure white salt, it was like a bomb dropped into calm waters—instantly boiling over.
Gu Xing's eyes were bloodshot. With a ferocious glare, he pulled out the black arrow that had pierced his right arm. Feeling the sharp pain in his hand, flames of rage burned in his heart.
Jing Xiu drank the medicine, threw on a gauze cloak, covered her face with a white veil, and followed Fourth Master Fu out of the inn.
Jing Xiu tried her best to maintain a calm expression in front of him. She withdrew her hand, now stained with his blood, and slowly wiped the bloodstains from her palm and the back of her hand.
Gu Mu looked at the massive creature before him, now sticking close to him like an affectionate pet. He found it unbearable and quickly backed away, increasing the distance between himself and the tomb guardian beast.
Following their instructions, the six people hanging on either side of the apartment building simultaneously kicked off the glass windows. They rapidly descended to a certain floor of the building.
Just like now, a flashy blond-haired guy holding a hammer was showing off his power. He knocked down these Dark Elf warriors one by one like moles, then charged into their warship and went on a rampage.
He hurriedly looked around. This bizarre situation left him completely disoriented, as if an invisible, dominating hand was controlling the entire trial.
But later, Old Roy encountered a problem that all science-type players would face: the equipment he built was too expensive to ship and simply couldn't be used in the mission world.
Even if he liked the other party so much, what good would it do? All the laughter and beauty of Hu Ya were destined to be something he could never enjoy.
Isaac smiled and said nothing, but in his mind, he recalled the scene when he saw Zining and the others today.
Then he walked back to the hall and handed the deed to Bai You Liu Xi. Bai You Liu Xi reached out and took it. It was indeed a genuine deed. She faintly curled her lips.
Though the two's covert struggle didn't cause much commotion, it was completely noticed by Tan Yao, who had been serving Murong Feiming for years and was watching from the side. He couldn't help but feel both amused and dumbfounded. What was the king doing? Copping a feel?
Jin Yang felt he could no longer stand by and do nothing, nor could he calmly watch her and take it slow, letting her fall in love with him at a leisurely pace.