Volume 1, Chapter 26: The Thunder Rolls! Strike!

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“Oh my God, I never thought I’d have to fight one of our own.” Cisco spoke grimly, his expression looking rather unpleasant. He considered himself support staff, but under the circumstances, he had no choice but to show what he could do. After all, Barry and Oliver were facing eight opponents; however one looked at it, they were unlikely to come out ahead.

In the drizzling rain, one could lazily recline there and gaze out the window, creating an unusually romantic atmosphere.

“Mother! Tell me—if someone successfully makes you fall under a spell, would that allow you to break your oath and leave with me?” Ji Yanxue seemed to glimpse a sliver of hope.

The other guests also noticed that something was wrong with Hu Taotao, but that was the production crew’s problem and had nothing to do with them. At most, they merely thought Hu Taotao was being far too arrogant. Yang Yi’s observations were more meticulous. He noticed not only Hu Taotao’s stiff movements, but also the staff’s bewilderment.

Feng Xue naturally knew this motorcycle. Its name was Behemoth. In concept, it even stood opposite Leviathan, one of the Seven Demon Kings. It was the strongest beast on land. The Book of Revelation even said that when the apocalypse descended, capturing Leviathan and Behemoth as sacrifices could prevent the end of the world from arriving.

The only people truly capable of wreaking havoc upon this world were the few upper-class and middle-class individuals. To ordinary people, the world was already quite peaceful.

Ma Tianxiao’s brows were tightly furrowed, and his expression was extraordinarily solemn. Especially during the final few seconds, a pained look appeared on his face. His complexion turned slightly pale, and he seemed utterly drained, as though he had overtaxed his mind and exhausted his mental strength.

“If you want revenge, you must turn their scheme against them. Put Qiao Fei forward and make her the true gang leader!” Zhuang Lan said sternly.

Savitar had already emerged from the Speed Force. Although he was badly injured, the fact that he could still walk and move was nevertheless not enough to put everyone at ease.

Then, in great fury, he lodged a complaint with Xiao Ruxun about that bastard’s actions, expressing his vehement willingness to submit himself as a vassal to Great Qin rather than yield to Buyan.

Was this how annual salaries were paid? In a year, he would probably starve to death and lie in his coffin still shouting, “Give me something—pay me my wages!”

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“Mm. Good. Very good.” Fu Lin spoke with a smile as well. In front of these trusted aides, Fu Lin was relatively easygoing. At a time like this, smiling and saying a few words of approval cost him nothing. It would also make him seem more approachable and further boost everyone’s morale.

Everything below Meng Huo’s waist was exposed for Zhu Rong and the others to see clearly. Although Zhu Rong had an open and cheerful disposition, even she turned her head away when she saw Meng Huo in such an embarrassing state, refusing to look at him.

Wen Yi asked, “Where are Qing’er and Consort Rou’s remains being kept now?” She did not want to keep talking about Ke’er. Whenever Ke’er was mentioned, her stomach churned with disgust.

The most awkward situation for imperial power was when the emperor was not yet old, but the princes had already grown up. He had to scheme endlessly even against his own children. There was no helping it.

Mu Churan suddenly fell silent. The matter of the Grand Tutor to the Crown Prince had always been a deeply buried thorn in his heart. No matter how deeply it was hidden, it could still be stirred with ease.

Could it be that the recent pressure had driven someone to jump from a building? Or perhaps they had done something outrageous enough to tear the sky open. Otherwise, even Director Zhang, who was usually so patient and methodical, would not have called at one or two in the morning.

Duan Wuhen had never seen Xiao He drink before and had no idea what Xiao He looked like when drunk. Finding Xiao He’s appearance rather adorable, he actually continued pouring liquor down his throat.

Good heavens, they described Chen Feng as though he were some terrifying extraterrestrial creature. Someone even awkwardly imitated him on camera, showing how he had grabbed a Mobike bicycle and repeatedly smashed a Porsche with it. The old Mobike model was so heavy that lifting it with both hands was difficult, yet in their description, Chen Feng wielded it as effortlessly as a scallion.

“Master Li, what brings you to me? If there’s something you need, just say so. If it’s within my power, I’ll certainly help,” Wu Enhai said.

“What’s going on? Why won’t my sword move at all? How can this fellow be so strong?” The sword Song Shan’er held in her right hand had been clutched tightly by Kelu. No matter how hard she pulled, it did not budge even an inch.

Ye Weiyang did not act like an outsider either. She sat down beside Xia Jinx汐, casually poured herself a cup of wine, and began to drink.

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Thor was riding a colossal fire dragon, racing and wheeling through the distance, when he suddenly felt the fiery creature beneath him roll over. It made a sharp ninety-degree turn onto its side, nearly throwing him off.

Wang Tianlai’s heart gave a jolt. How could he dare say anything more? He immediately ordered his subordinates to do exactly as Qin Yue had instructed.

For Cen Qingquan to return so suddenly, he must have put aside whatever business he had at hand specifically to come and help Qin Yue.

Even after Liu Yong turned around, he could still clearly sense that Chen Yezhi behind him had yet to recover. She continued to gasp for breath without pause, and he could not tell whether it was because she was furious or frightened.

While busy fending off the attacks of those people, Han Feifei began carefully calculating in her mind. She had to come up with a flawless plan. If her first attempt to break through failed, it would become even more difficult to escape their encirclement afterward.

As he spoke, he said to Liu Xing, “Wang Ming is still asleep, but he’ll be getting up soon. I’ll go scout around first, then come back to pick you up.”

From this, one could likewise see the difference in stature and strength between Song Xuan and Yu Liang.

Blaze drew a deep breath, immediately turned around, and charged back up the mountain of raw stone, racing all the way toward the thatched hut.

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