Volume One, Chapter 103: The One Behind the Scenes

Seeing one person take the lead and choose to stay, the others quickly made up their minds as well, all voicing their willingness to remain.

Before the words had even faded, Yan Poyue let go and dropped the lighter, igniting the gasoline beneath his feet.

The few recruits who had already vomited returned to their seats, each of them gasping hard, some with their Adam’s apples still bobbing up and down, clearly ready to lurch to the back of the vehicle and retch again at the slightest provocation.

Yan Poyue glanced sideways and saw that Xiao Yunjie’s face was flushed as well. The two brothers suddenly thrust out their right hands together and slapped them together hard in the air.

“Yanran... what did I do wrong?” Qing Caoyou asked, shaking his head. Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. Moments ago, his eyes had held only Shen Yanran, so he had been utterly unguarded; otherwise, he would not have been wounded so badly.

Ouyang Ying’er was momentarily stunned, then suddenly understood something and lowered her head in embarrassed silence.

“Lu Chen, Lu Chen, are you in there? I wondered why I couldn’t find you. So you’ve come to see this vixen.” At that moment, Feng Jiaoniang’s voice came from outside the door.

Every time, she turned the trash outside people’s doors into a complete mess, leaving many residents to clean it up themselves.

She was very happy to have a name, even if that name held no special meaning; nevertheless, she cherished it beyond measure.

If a sniper battle began and these six mercenaries with M203 launchers mounted on their carbines were not killed at the outset, they could even use grenades to destroy the heavy machine guns set up by the armed police special-duty unit.

“How is it? Were you able to see his Tibetan mastiff?” Yu Qian asked impatiently when Baza returned.

“This mechanical behemoth can actually possess the might of a ninth-level String Warrior. That’s rather interesting,” the chief of the Deva Tribe said abruptly.

Even though he had clearly stated that nothing could ever happen between him and the Minor Fate, and even though he had encouraged Xuan Ming to pursue her.

Once this acupoint was mastered, a String Warrior could even use it to form a second current of internal string-force, allowing him to strike when the enemy least expected it and rendering defense nearly impossible.

“Without you, I am no longer human.” Luo Qinghan’s eyes were full of sorrow, as though it were the loneliness of six long years, gathered to the brim.

He lifted the golden bell and shook it lightly a few times, whereupon the white mist obediently drifted toward where Xiao Chengyu stood.

“Yes, sorry. I don’t understand Portuguese either.” Only then did Shen Yang realize that C. Ronaldo was Portuguese and not very good at English; just hearing him speak made that obvious, with every sentence containing two or three words pronounced oddly.

Do not be deceived by the numbers: this thing may be slower than a levitating airship, but an airship requires a landing site, and being aboard one is by no means safe. If these soldiers fell from several thousand meters up, they would be nothing but dumpling filling by the time they hit the ground.

Hearing this, Ye Wei and Ye’s father understood at once: Uncle Zhengyu was the eldest son of Third Granduncle. By Zhengyu’s generation, only Uncle Zhengyu and Uncle Zepeng were men.

Although Xiao Yuyin did not turn her head, she could still tell from the low sound of Nalan Heng’s breathing behind her that he was laughing.

At a glance, An Ruo noticed the paper bag in Lu Ling’s hand, and her eyes flickered as she spoke first.

This was nothing more than a contest of luck and nerve. Just then, the flashlight in Xing Tianyu’s hand flickered—and suddenly went dark.

In the days that followed, nothing changed. Classes in the daytime, part-time work at night. Only Zero never set foot there again.

Seeing this, Lao Tao lifted his eyes to the sky, his face taut, determined to force down his laughter, fearing that the moment his smug grin showed, he would be thrown out on the spot and sent packing.