25 Hidden Camera

"I will be happy from now on, as long as you don't mind me, Mother." Tang Mei blinked, reaching out to tug at Madam Zhang's sleeve.

"Let's stop here! You should head back to your room. Get some rest early, and don't overwork yourself tonight." Su Rang could only respond to Hao Haidong's teasing with a smile.

The RPG rockets that exploded with precision on the city wall immediately killed over a dozen heavy machine gunners from the Soul of the World. A second wave of seven rockets followed closely; their impact points shifted slightly, detonating near the west side of the ramparts and claiming the lives of another seven or eight machine gunners who couldn't dodge in time.

After seeing them off, Su Rang felt elated—truly, incredibly happy. When he was sold by Liverpool, he had sworn that he would eventually work hard enough to rejoin a top-tier club. He wanted to show Liverpool what a mistake it had been to discard him.

It was hard to believe the Heavenly Emperor was so thick-skinned; Sang Sang kicking him three or five meters into the air was clearly just flirtatious banter.

With everything covered by her arms and hands, Wu Ming sneered. Seen from behind, she looked decent, but upon seeing her from the front, he realized she was a failed sculpture—a very failed one.

"No, no, Lord Cheng, please don't!" Wei Jie's face was filled with terror now. He couldn't even bring himself to care about the wound on his neck, his head shaking involuntarily.

The bathroom door opened. Wang Yanran was wrapped in a white bath towel, her snowy, fragrant shoulders exuding a lethal allure. As she walked, she used both hands to comb through her damp hair; this seemingly simple action caused Chen Ye to react once again.

"What's wrong?" Lin Feng asked, looking at Hanano Mashoka with a puzzled expression. Hanano Mashoka's expression at this moment was extremely grave, completely unlike her usual self.

To brazenly call one's own father a tortoise—no matter how much Tang Mei wanted to maintain a good relationship with him, her face darkened.

However, upon reflection, she thought the other party had no reason to go through so much trouble. They were complete strangers.

If not, what was the motive of the person sending her text messages from behind the scenes? She was no longer the flamboyant and sharp Cao Yimo she had once been; she had learned to think deeply about everything.

The dean of students was actually the backbone of the school. He was the only one with secret connections to the Light and Shadow Society, which was why his office was located differently from others. The key was that the school seemed to have grown much larger; if she took the wrong turn, she would be exhausted from walking. Moreover, she had left without her communicator.

Li Zheyu’s face was full of surprise and shock; he looked unwell, but the joy he felt upon seeing me could not be concealed.

Luo Xun used to work at the Jiang Corporation as well. After resigning five years ago, she opened an accessory shop, which had become increasingly famous in C City, with many people visiting by reputation.

As soon as the words fell, the man leaned in slightly, gradually pressing closer to her lips until they met.

The words spoken in the hospital room were like barbs, piercing Yan Wanru and causing her such pain that she nearly collapsed.

"Cut his clothes open! He's been shot, we need to extract the bullet first!" Chu Shaoling whispered to me, showing no signs of panic.

Using this identity, she had once controlled many spheres of influence and could gradually and easily access the world's entire operational network, coming and going at will. Yet, to her, this meant nothing; it was merely an operational experiment.

The cafeteria kitchen prepared three tiers of meals for the students. The first tier consisted of white rice, one meat dish, and two vegetable dishes, requiring a monthly payment of thirty jin in food stamps plus five yuan.

As Jiumozhi said, among the hundreds of thousands of disciples, there was no shortage of those with special talents.

After hearing what the players had to say, Ye Qiu chuckled, but in truth, he felt somewhat uneasy inside, as he didn't know what tactical approach Manchester United would take in this match.

Hao Jian was also worried about going out to look for gasoline now. He feared that not only would he fail to find any, but he would also walk right into a trap and be arrested by the police.

Smith hooked his lips into a smile and said, "Commander Yang, I believe the moment has arrived. We can proceed to the next phase of the plan." Yang Banhou nodded and ordered the soldiers to execute the next step.

After the team members returned from warming up on the field to the dressing room, they sat there, waiting for the coach to say something to boost morale. At this moment, they really needed it, as the events of the last two days had been a massive blow to their spirits.

Under these circumstances, the Radiant Empire could easily repel the undead army in almost every decisive battle, suffering very few casualties. They basically had no need for help from other countries.

Finally, there was the thing he wanted to do most: as long as he kept Cang Yunxin by his side, he would have the opportunity to eliminate this thorn in his side. After all, Cang Yunxin wouldn't dare to move against him and would instead have to strive to protect his safety, while he could try every means to strike from the shadows.

However, when Old Xie said this, instead of laughing, everyone fell silent, and the atmosphere became incredibly cold.

He had chosen to launch a surprise attack on Li Zhen's rear to decisively defeat the Qing army, but he hadn't expected them to have a contingency plan. Furthermore, the firepower of their backup was so strong that he could not resist it. After running for a while, Chai Fukov stopped and turned to look at the Qing army, as if he wanted to etch them into his memory.

After hearing the Emperor's words, Frank and Lampard looked deathly pale, hurriedly kneeling and crying out their innocence. However, even though their wailing was earth-shattering, it still couldn't fully dispel the Emperor's suspicions toward them.