Chapter 43: Coincidence and the Killer

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The mere thought of having a gun pointed at his back twice in a single day filled Chen Gongshu with burning fury, his complexion turning a deep, sickly shade of green.

"Reincarnated from another life? Could it be that Xiao Yan was originally from a different world, and after dying, his soul was reborn here on the Dou Qi Continent, retaining the soul characteristics of his past life due to some special circumstances?" Yao Lao analyzed.

"Ahem, you might as well just give up. Going up there is only asking for a beating," Mu Chi coughed twice and said with a bitter smile.

Many people speculated heatedly, staring intently at the scene unfolding within the hall. As the radiance gradually faded, revealing what lay inside, everyone froze in place, transforming into lifeless statues.

Putting aside the basic introductory achievements across more than one hundred academic subjects, Wutong organized and categorized the current knowledge system he had mastered.

The spectators in this room understood clearly that the victory in this second match would undoubtedly belong to the blue-cornered boy.

However, this could only remain a wishful longing of hers. Yun Zheng had only been gone for four months, and the war showed no signs of ending; it was still raging on.

Inside the house, the white fox was currently hugging a walnut and gnawing on it, the white fur around its mouth stained with shell fragments. Upon hearing the words "find a wife," its cheeks actually turned red, and it even let out snorting sounds akin to a pig's laughter.

Lin Zhao stroked her back. Her back was somewhat damp with sweat, and the cold draft from the air-conditioned room made it easy for her to catch a cold.

With the departure of the Chu family cultivators, the sprawling Chu family estate instantly grew vacant and desolate. Only five figures remained suspended in the void above the vast estate: the three Tribulation-stage evil cultivators, along with Yi Jianfeng and Chu Yanran.

With a deafening explosion, the energy carried by the scorching fireball blasted the Master of the Beast Sect flying. His steel-needle-like hair was scorched and melted away, and the flesh on his arms where they collided with the fireball was charred completely black.

This was true Golden Immortal combat power. Wielding the strength of a Golden Immortal, one could be considered utterly invincible across this starry sky.

Yi Tianyun did not dawdle; he immediately flew up and began capturing these demonic beasts. It was practically a sure catch every single time, leaving them entirely powerless to resist. Upon successful capture, they were instantly stored away into the pet space.

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"You have ten seconds to consider. Tieniu, I give you ten seconds. If you fail to kill these two, don't ever think about eating human flesh again for the rest of your life!" Lu Yifan shouted loudly.

Finally, that ultimate barrier could no longer withstand the spatial tearing force and snapped directly.

If it weren't for him interfering with Qin Wufeng's demolition plans, given Qin Wufeng's temperament, at most he would have just called a few thugs to teach him a lesson. How could he possibly have hired several foreign mercenaries like he did today?

Following the words of the white-robed young man, Gongsun Ziheng, the group of six—Yi Jianfeng, Chu Kuang, Chu Yifeng, Gongsun Tao, Chu Yanran, and Gongsun Zhilan—rapidly followed Gongsun Ziheng toward the commander's platform on the city wall.

Namely, the seven fatal pulse patterns: the boiling-cauldron pulse, the flying-fish pulse, the striking-stone pulse, the untying-rope pulse, the roof-leakage pulse, the shrimp-swimming pulse, and the sparrow-pecking pulse.

"I'll give you a chance to call for help!" Chu Yang walked over, helped Miao Cuihua up, and glanced at her with heartache. Seeing no obvious injuries, he turned his gaze to Landlord Hu, who had retreated to the corner of the wall.

After all, from preparation to filming, followed by the lengthy post-production and special effects work, without a year or two, even if you dared to release it, they wouldn't dare to screen it.

That guy truly lived up to being a casino owner; his vigilance was exceptionally high. By the time we pushed the door open, he had already reached the window, preparing to jump out and escape.

Seeing the blood-soaked crab claws snapping toward us, with bits of flesh and blood from our fallen comrades still dangling between their serrated edges, I let out a furious roar and swung the iron spear in my hand.

The events that transpired during this brief hour after entering the Heavenly Eye were utterly unprecedented and unheard of by any of them; even if spoken aloud, no one would believe it! It was simply too miraculous.

I forgot who sang this song—a popular internet tune from a century ago that I used to sing a few times with friends at karaoke. For some reason, I suddenly started humming it today. Just as I was humming, a piercing sound sliced through the air from behind. Startled, I hurriedly flicked my bone wings and swerved downward to the side, letting a grey shadow streak directly past the top of my head.

Such a situation was naturally understood crystal clear by Li Ningbin, who sat inside the command vehicle, via the field telephone.

Next came a father taking care of his baby—playing with the baby, feeding the baby milk, and changing the baby's diapers.

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After mercilessly striking down the Best Actress sister several times, the Best Actress sister was completely stripped of her previous pretense of strength. Rendered utterly limp, she could only submit to whatever Lin Xiaoshan chose to do to her.

Seeing that they had safely slipped out of the city without incident, Moyu could no longer restrain herself; she crawled from the driver's window into the back trunk, repeatedly urging Xiaxia and the others to pull the gag out of my mouth, while Xiaxia naturally used the keys to unlock the stainless steel handcuffs and leg shackles.

Much like the gods of the West, who had always coveted the vast and resource-rich lands of China, yet they were acutely aware of the terror wielded by the Ten Sword Masters, and thus had never dared to set foot in China for even half a step.

In truth, Wang Zhi had entered the industry long ago, but she had always remained obscure. However, unlike the original timeline, in this universe, she had naively joined Brilliant Era right after graduation.

He knew that his older female cousin studied music and had even secretly peeked at Si Jing's livestream room, but this was the first time he truly comprehended Si Jing's vocal prowess.

She had the original completed film in her mind, but the performance style of the original work leaned too heavily on theatrical stage conventions, including many camera angles that completely failed to showcase the cinematic aesthetic.

Master Shaoshang, who had repeatedly made things difficult for her, had finally caught her in the act once more. Walking as she was on thin ice, how could she not feel heartbroken and despairing?

"Alright, tell me what kind of hush money you want. I'll state this in advance: if you ask for too much, I won't be able to cough it up!" Yan Liqiang smiled, speaking in a joking tone.

Barely 500 meters after stepping out of the inn, right there on the main street, Yan Liqiang ran into a squad of people.

The numerous heavyweight figures present felt as though ten thousand Bactrian camels were stampeding across their hearts. A tumult of mixed emotions was far from sufficient to describe their complex state of mind at that moment.

Of course, she absolutely had to send Louise to pick him up. If she didn't pick him up, how could he sneak into the atomic research institute? As for Mr. Lazar, you can just weep in silence over losing your connection to the Child of Destiny.

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