Chapter 38

"Are we waiting for the underground party to take action?" Zhu Feng was shocked. How had he not thought of this? The original task of the Gendarmerie had actually been handed over to Zhu Muchun.

He had just heard voices, and before he could speak, a hand suddenly reached in, groping around, and then pressed him to the ground.

The Crescent sisters who remained in Gemu City were stunned. They watched Walker and the others flee, unable to recover for a long time.

Left with no choice, Shi Xixia had to return to the Third Division. At this moment, many people had gathered outside. Everyone in the Third Division who was currently on Liushui Island had come out to welcome the new director. Some felt very awkward upon seeing Shi Xixia, but most simply ignored him.

Moreover, since Xu Shiquan had only provided half the information, could the other half really be kept hidden? Given the Gendarmerie's usual methods, they would certainly force Xu Shiquan to spit out all the intelligence. By then, not only would he fail to earn merit, but he would end up with nothing at all.

The giant snake said, "Whether I care or not, whether it is hate or love, I refuse to admit it because it is a taboo."

On the transfer order, it was indeed true that one million had been transferred to the local county education commission; not a single cent was missing.

Although they had long heard many rumors about the two, this was their first meeting since leaving the demi-plane of "Count Stark."

With such a mother, Deputy Director Feng would likely be implicated; not only in his official career, but even in his family life, things would likely only get worse.

Driven by various reasons, both articulable and not, the cyber police detachment's blog saw a surge in followers and comments within days of its launch, making it incredibly popular.

Chang Yuchun had died young; at that time, I was still an infant, knowing nothing of the world, and had never met the man. Hearing now that Zheng Ruzong had actually been a subordinate of Chang Yuchun, my interest was piqued, and I hurriedly pressed for details.

After getting hold of the handcart, she spent a tremendous amount of effort before finally managing to get Cheng Guoqing onto it.

Above the ground, everything was completely annihilated; amidst the countless broken walls and ruins, only a hundred-zhang deep abyss remained.

At the same time, Chen Xumei had not expected Cai Neng's appetite to be so large and greedy. Inserting his son into Jinxiu was one thing, but now he was even eyeing the urban redevelopment project.

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Daixue (Big Snow) looked on with envy, seemingly wanting to move closer, but after being slapped on the head by Daxue (Great Snow), she was forcibly dragged away.

The old man known as Elder Ying nodded indifferently toward the steward, then turned back to show a smile to Fang Xuan, leading him into the Sikong residence.

Clearly, the other party had completely lost his qualifications and could no longer pose a threat to his leadership position.

Wu Hao was the eldest son of the Wu family, but he had five older sisters above him and two younger brothers and one younger sister below him.

Lensa stopped her movements, cupping the snow chrysanthemum tea in both hands, blushing at her own crude dining behavior.

When there were no outsiders present, the Thirteenth Prince's straight back slumped significantly, and his brow was etched with many fine lines.

Watching the Later Qin Emperor in silence, Ziyu feared he might die from sheer excitement; her plan had only just begun.

While lost in thought, a report came to the gate that an old acquaintance was asking to see him. Cao Zhang was feeling unsettled and couldn't recall any old acquaintances. He had no choice but to order them to be brought in. Upon seeing them, he was shocked; it was the family member who had come to the camp privately two days ago to deliver a letter for Wang Tao.

"It's all true." Upon hearing these words, Nagano Shin did not know what he was feeling. The secret had finally surfaced, but was its impact what he had desired?

"Follow me," Murong Chen said without turning his head, continuing to march forward. After all, Imhotep had already opened another secret passage and was moving ahead.

Compared to risking one's head in a rebellion just to survive, it was better to kill barbarians to earn money to support one's family. Even if one died in battle, there was at least a good reputation to be had. Now that the Jiang family army was expanding, they would be fools not to join if they heard that being a soldier not only meant a monthly salary but also ensured one's birth, life, and burial.

Simultaneously pulling the Glazed Sword from his mouth, the Sacred Dragon's aura erupted. The Rising Dragon Slash and the Aerial Critical Strike hit the Bear Warrior fiercely. At the same time, Leah's attack also erupted. The two energies clashed, releasing a powerful aura that blasted the Bear Warrior away.

Zhao Shu gestured slightly to his stomach, signaling for her to save some game for him, before mounting his horse with Guan Feng and heading toward Jingzhou City. Riding side by side, the clamor of Guan Xing and the others gradually faded. Blowing in the gentle evening breeze, it was quite pleasant. If not for the hunger in his stomach, it would have been even more perfect.

Xiang Shaomu sang along with the rain by the window, the Minnan dialect drifting out of the stilt house and echoing in the distance. If his perception of promises hadn't failed, this guy had probably even received the murmured responses of the villagers.

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If what is achieved through equipment is technology, and what is executed directly by a person is magic, then why can't the same things be made into equipment? Do you think those magic items or dharma treasures are just for show?

At this, I could no longer suppress my explosive state of mind and let out a loud roar. Yuan Raiko and Kimi behind me also realized the severity of the situation. An arrow and a long spear flew from behind, finishing off the low-health Murloc in front of us.

For a cultivator who has reached the late Golden Core stage, worldly money is insignificant. But the problem is, he needs cultivation resources! In this era of the rule of law, it is impossible to accumulate resources by stealing or robbing.

Only a "bang" was heard, and this sound struck directly at the hearts of Xiang Junping and Ning Yu, completely shattering their desire to seize the Golden Feather Token.

Father Su took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out, lit it, and took a few deep puffs before asking, "Has it been found out who instigated this?"

Ye Shanhe and Li Youjiang exchanged a look. The latter gave a few instructions to the soldiers on the fishing boat, telling them to hide the boat in a remote bay and wait for further summons.

"Does it look good?" Qiao Song asked this, feeling the muscles in her face stiffen, unable to relax at all. Her cheeks were so red they could probably drip blood.

Li Wei had lived for so many years, yet this was the first time she had experienced what it meant to be stretched thin.

"Can't you two cooperate for once?" Siren looked troubled, watching these two partners who were completely out of sync.

The Zhao woman had never seen her husband be so cold and heartless toward her, and in her shame and indignation, tears welled up in her eyes. With no other choice, she had to force a smile and pull herself together, personally going to the Ouyang family to set the wedding date. She dared not delay any longer; the later it dragged on, the more she feared her son's official position would become equally unattainable.