Chapter 60: Caught You

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After checking their weapons, Zhang Liang and his companion, fully armed, looked seriously at Tong Wanxin.

“Have you communicated with the delegation?”

“Yes, the security team will disguise themselves as the delegation and return to the hotel as usual. Amos’s men and the Pakistani police will provide covert protection.”

“Don’t worry about this side. Your task is simple—find that man, and try to take him alive!”

Tong Wanxin spoke in a low voice. There were no fundamental conflicts of interest between Hua Xia and the Pakistani base organization; he had to find out why they were being so brazen this time.

Those shareholders deliberately avoided Zhang Yaqian’s gaze, each behaving as if the matter had nothing to do with them, sitting idly in their chairs.

By mid-October, since he had already decided to go on stage and perform with his uncle, Liu Xinan was determined to do his best.

Behind him, Dai Mubai watched Tang San’s trembling figure, wanting to say something but not knowing what.

With that, Old Lady Li stopped calling out names, hurriedly separated her private savings from the public funds, placed them into her money box, and nimbly climbed off the kang.

“Junior sister, if you like it, eat more.” As Beize spoke, he picked up a piece of fish with the serving chopsticks and placed it in Yang Yun’s bowl.

On the fourth day of setting up their stall, Cheng Huohuo and Tie Chang’an returned, this time bringing along a few others.

On the Argentine side, apart from Messi standing at the center circle, everyone else had fallen back into the penalty area.

Thanks to her efforts to “hide her shortcomings” and Yang Qinglin’s enthusiastic encouragement, Yang Yun finally learned the names of everyone in the second household, except for Qin.

“Old Zhou, give me another three hundred bars of that soap. Both the Emperor and Consort Mother love it, and I heard even the Empress cannot praise it enough. The Emperor has already issued an imperial decree naming it a tribute!” As the weather grew colder, Chen Jin’s robes became thicker.

“Damn, it’s a high-explosive gas bomb. Jump!” Peng Gang couldn’t help but exclaim. But before he could move, Feng Rui grabbed him and swiftly knocked him out with a knife-hand strike. Guo, grinning mischievously, gave a thumbs up before moving to the other side of the cockpit.

The word “try” had barely left my mouth before I gave the attack signal. All the bodyguards gathered their strength and charged at the towering, formidable dragon’s eye.

When Sun Li saw that General Zhao, Commander Bai, and Deputy General Zhang all supported Wei Changfeng, he could no longer save face. With a cold snort, he said, “Since that’s the case, you all can continue your discussion. I’m going to inspect the city defenses!” With that, he turned and left in a huff.

A trace of disappointment flickered in Chengde’s eyes, but he said nothing. He simply let Chen Xuan find a more comfortable position, while he quietly continued drawing talisman papers.

Let alone Lin Haotian—even Su Chenyang’s condition was no better. If the two continued to fight, it would be a contest of sheer strength and physical endurance. Even though Su Chenyang was stronger than most, facing a third-grade Red Jade head-on, the odds were still against him.

“Bad brother, there are a total of nine hundred and forty-six martial artists here, one hundred and thirty-eight of whom are at the peak of innate realm. What do you want to do?” Yu’er asked with a smile.

Who would have expected that, as the yellow python twisted midair, it evaded Chu Yuan’s seemingly certain strike. In a flash, its massive body coiled around him, and its gaping maw lunged straight for Chu Yuan’s head.

What the colonel hadn’t anticipated was that the hybrid creature in the incubation chamber was activated—perhaps driven by a bloodthirsty instinct, or something else.

After circulating his strength in silence for a long time and feeling his wood-based power completely stabilized at the eighth rank, Chu Yuan finally opened his eyes slowly.

“Enough. I don’t blame you,” Zhang Yunhan said calmly. Last night, she had already worked it out—no one was at fault here. If anyone was to blame, it was herself, for being too self-assured.

As Malayli announced the official start of the sports meet, each class was led to its designated area, and the athletes began warming up for their events.