Volume One, Chapter 22: Just Leave and Be Done with It—Head to the City to Pick Up the Car

The craftsmanship of the grocery store remained as excellent as ever. Although it took an entire day to gather the materials, even someone with the sharp eyes of Yin Gezhi couldn't tell which token was genuine and which was a fake when the items arrived.

For many in the East, sacrificing everything for love is worthwhile, but that is not the case for Westerners. Easterners do not understand the Westerners’ steadfast devotion to their beliefs. Changing one's faith is inconceivable to Westerners, as serious as a Chinese person becoming a Japanese citizen.

Shen Yi started the car and followed Yueyang’s extended Lincoln. Although Shen Yi’s driving skills were lacking, fortunately, Yueyang’s driver prioritized a smooth ride for his boss over speed, allowing Shen Yi to barely keep up.

The Type 50 automatic rifle was the pride of the Baiyun Factory, not only because it received high praise from the military but more importantly because it was entirely designed and manufactured independently by the Baiyun Factory.

"Uh..." Si Junhao closed the door expressionlessly, turned around, and pushed Aim to the wall.

Jiang Mengdie had been talking to Yue Ming so intently that she almost forgot the “three-step needle” Wei Renwu had embedded in her chest.

Yue Ming couldn’t wipe away the tears from Jiang Mengdie’s eyes because she couldn’t stop them from flowing. If earlier she was only moved, now she was truly in love with Yue Ming.

These three were really not thinking clearly. If it weren’t for considering Humen’s reputation, they would have taken action long ago.

Years of turmoil had merely limited their horizons. If one day they could be exposed to the true masters and cutting-edge technology of today’s global military industry, their relentless dedication would undoubtedly unleash unimaginable miracles.

Opening the door of the Coffee Cat Café, the first thing to catch the eye was a plump coffee-colored cat, likely the inspiration for the café’s name.

At this moment, Liu Guanghui looked at Gu Qiqi with a gaze as cold and unforgiving as if she were the murderer of his father.

"Ain, come here." Unexpectedly, after she just wiped a bit, the man’s voice sounded calmly.

But it was said that the mother and son hadn’t collected any food since that day; they had only been sharing what they gathered from the mountain.

A few ginkgo leaves, egg-shaped and beautiful, fell onto his shoulder. He remained still, not brushing them off.

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"Yes, Uncle is right. The sky isn’t falling. With Mother and Uncle here, there’s nothing to fear."

Zhou Jingjing said, "How could it be dirty? It's very clean!" She approached Aunt Lian and asked her to teach her how to cook.

"Ain!" Seeing her jump down from the carriage, Wuwei and Yan Qing were both stunned, calling out her name.

Family scandals were obviously not to be spread. Once Qu Nan and the doctor had left, it was about to turn into a scene of domestic violence.

She hadn’t realized it, but at this moment, she had completely forgotten about her heartbreak—utterly and entirely—something she had never dared to imagine before.

It was also due to Mrs. Zheng’s narrow-mindedness; ever since giving birth to Xiao Jinyu, Xiao Boyin seldom visited Liu Lian’s chambers.

Jiang Yu’s response surprised Ning Fan. He had assumed that after becoming a Destiny Chosen, Jiang Yu would no longer stay by Zhao Qingxue’s side. Unexpectedly, Jiang Yu seemed to admire Zhao Qingxue even more. Did Zhao Qingxue truly possess such an overwhelming charm that even a Destiny Chosen would be captivated by her?

So, today’s arena had claimed yet another life—a Thai opponent of Qiushan was killed.

The people of Yin Feng Village were somewhat honorable; they truly did not stop Zhu Chu and let him leave unhindered.

Xiao Di’s words had meaning. He understood that if a battle’s goal was victory, having a planned retreat beforehand would boost the entire team’s morale. Otherwise, if they fought like a death squad every time, even the toughest team would eventually collapse.

After the three figures appeared, they became clearer—three undead warriors, almost perfectly preserved in their former appearances, with all their equipment intact. If not for the faint aura of death emanating from them, one could hardly tell they were undead.

At the moment the Great Emperor of the Nine Heavens destroyed the fire demon’s substitute body, it became clear that this was not the fire demon’s true form. In the sky, the Nine Heavens Palace, holding thirty immortal sand-forged demon-refining pots, unleashed a killing force aimed directly at the fire demon fleeing with Emperor Gong.

Fists the size of bowls flew wildly, plunging the scene into chaos, screams echoing as many bled from their noses.

It was said that the rise of the Eight Feet faction was entirely accidental, its foundation unstable and fragmented like a collection of warlords. Though appearing as one conglomerate, all industries were actually divided among various bosses, very different from the “corporate” operation of the Nine Dragons.

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This was a small eatery, occupying less than ten square meters. It had no signboard, only a piece of cardboard with a few characters: "Meal, six yuan, two meat dishes and two vegetables."

An hour later, Hao Ren was still fine, but over a dozen wine jars were scattered haphazardly on the ground.

Zhang Yifan gasped. He didn’t know what was wrong today that led him to encounter such events.

Yang Weiwei thought of this and immediately wanted to turn away, but she slipped and fell right into Luo Hebin’s arms.

The elite troops of the Korean country consisted of warriors picked one in ten thousand. Their insignia was a skull and butterfly tattoo on the left arm, said to be second only to the Chinese Dragon Squad in combat power.

Hearing this, Zhang Shujie abruptly stopped signing his name. Even Li Mu beside him turned his gaze.

A special forces soldier saw a flash of cold light, then suddenly his heart stopped beating. A military dagger pierced through his bulletproof vest and into his heart. The force behind the thrown dagger was unimaginable.

Presumably, Master He’s past thirty years had been quite frustrating. After arduously seizing another family’s assets, he was confined to Jiangdong for three decades. The ambition he once had had been worn down to nothing.

Mu Le lifted his right leg and delivered a fierce kick. De Gea made a desperate save attempt but missed the ball with both hands. The ball struck his face, causing him to fall to the ground.

"Order this: whether it’s the Blood Reaper Legion or anyone else, anyone who kills an ordinary person even once will be rewarded with a thousand credit points!" Sanjian sneered.

Luo Ye had a strange feeling that the man before him was trustworthy. The sensation was identical to the camaraderie felt among comrades in the army! Luo Ye himself didn’t know why he felt this way.