Chapter 121: Your Juniors
Jiangcheng, Logistics Department of the National Security Agency.
"Old Li, Team 2 needs some surveillance equipment. Here is the list."
"Alright, leave it to me."
Li Chengyuan nodded and accepted the list with a smile.
"Brother Li, we’re heading out to grab some lunch. Want to join us?"
Several colleagues nearby extended an invitation. Although he hadn't been there long and had seemed difficult to approach at first, they had come to realize over time that this older brother simply wasn't very social, but was actually a decent person.
"You guys go ahead. I need to make a trip to the storage room."
These words from my master sounded nonsensical, yet ever since the day I met him, I had been by his side and never noticed anything strange. Why, then, could he be so easily controlled by others now? This doubt surfaced in my mind once again.
The expression on the boy's face turned joyful at that moment. The police officer glanced at me, and I nodded firmly back at him. Ultimately, they sent people to inspect the pillar, and they did indeed discover that something seemed to be hidden inside.
He let out a low growl, clenching his fist. It radiated an immeasurable divine light as he struck out with a blow weighing ten thousand tons; it was like a white jade elephant charging, its foot stomping down with such force that mountains and rivers crumbled and all living things were ground into dust.
Ye Xiaolian looked back at Wang Chen and asked, "Your Majesty, is it dangerous abroad? I hear you say that people out there are very wicked, but they all seem very wealthy." She enjoyed reading the newspapers, which contained many stories about foreign lands. In her spare time, keeping up with what His Majesty was doing served as a form of entertainment for her.
Better to land a few hits on him first; leaving a few more wounds would further weaken his combat effectiveness. He had to prevent the opponent from unleashing his secret technique, lest he be unable to withstand it.
As soon as Xia Ying turned back, she saw Bai Bai running toward her at high speed, followed by a swarm of gardeners. Fu Bo must have been worried that the animal would ruin the flowers and plants.
The youth, who looked to be about twenty with a rooster-like crest of multi-colored hair, seemed to be the leader of the dozen or so bikers. He had remained silent until now, his eyes scanning Chen Yajing and Lan Conghui, the smile on his face growing broader.
"One in three" meant leaving one load of goods out of every three transported. Guo Huaiyong certainly wasn't willing to agree to this, but the terrain was disadvantageous for a fight, and he feared casualties. Thus, he sent men to shout up to the mountain: "We are from the Qinglong Town Militia. We are just passing through your territory; please be generous, and we can be friends in the future."
Reporters quickly spread the news across social media, and fans began to discuss it fervently.
No sooner had his voice faded than a "Boom!" echoed from afar, followed by the sound of artillery shells whistling through the air.
With Duan Chou proactively seeking his help, this was a rare opportunity. This time, Nezha was determined to trade for the true body of the Corpse King at any cost.
Perhaps years from now, this scene would be remembered as the "Handshake of the Century," but for now, Lin Lin only felt a sense of overwhelmed flattery.
If the "Balance" had intervened, then even if he purchased powerful items from the world of immortality, he likely wouldn't be able to break through the world barrier to enter it.
"You know about the existence of transmigrators... so you are my 'Golden Finger'?!" Lin Huang was now even more certain of Di Xin's identity.
In the hall, save for the sound of forcibly suppressed breathing, there was no other noise, making the sudden disturbance feel all the more jarring.
After all, the SWAT team was severely understaffed. SWAT was a high-risk profession, and since the incident with the Zhao family, the East Sea SWAT team had suffered heavy losses. Losing over a dozen elite officers at once had left an already small team even more depleted.
Du Qi couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. His own thinking was the same: since they couldn't strike the creature's body, they would attack its interior, and the only way to attack its interior was to strike directly into the monster fish's mouth.