Chapter 67: Tricked

My Years in National Security Don’t panic—I am capable of even more. 1388 words 2026-04-13 15:57:53

“Repeat what you just said—what exactly are you asking us to do?”
Zhen Ye looked in confusion at the man who was devouring his food, uncertain whether he was serious.
Slurp—
“You heard right. I want you all to stay at Palm Island for a couple of days. Don’t worry about anything, just enjoy yourselves.”
Kua Fu slurped his noodles, casually repeating his words.
“Can you be serious for once? What is Chi You really planning? Give us the truth!”
Zhang Liang punched the guy, clearly frustrated—wasn’t this just nonsense?
“That’s all there is to it.”
Qian Xiwai examined the houses, looking at the innkeeper’s place and the neighboring building. Afterward, he turned back to roast his meat, flipping it over as the aroma wafted through the air.
Faced with the sudden appearance of a terrifying figure, Nakamura Motoni’s eyes were filled with unspeakable fear.
The Seven-Star Spear in his hands carved irregular lines of blood without pause, while Old Zhu still had the presence of mind to admire the cleverness of the Rat King’s actions.

Upon hearing that Liu Bian and his party had fled to Fan City, Liu Pan was eager to volunteer, hoping to persuade Liu Biao to surrender.
With the Great Tribulation of the Heavens looming, these two saints were preoccupied with their personal grudges and desires—truly infuriating.
The once orderly battle formation was now broken and on the verge of collapse; if they didn’t find a way to kill the Beast King soon, the allied forces would be utterly annihilated in no time.
Violent rumbling noises kept coming from that direction. Fang Yi sensed an incredibly terrifying aura, and from afar, he and his companions saw a massive figure twisting and turning, accompanied by flashes of light.
Fu Xi immediately sealed his hearing, so after a brief buzzing in his ears, everything returned to normal.
“Impossible.” Blood oozed from Ruan Long’s lips as he growled in frustration, but it changed nothing.
“Who’s the boss—me or you? Bam, bam, bam.” The young man said, adding three more strikes in rapid succession.
The Sword Intent of the Boundless Sea gathered all things, forming a gigantic sword. The sound of its collapse grew louder and more frequent, spreading across most of the blade.
Meanwhile, three or four figures approached from afar, glancing around as if searching for something. The two young men were startled and quickly hid themselves.
With a roar that shook the earth and mountains, the students living in the dormitory felt the building tremble. At that moment, Li Dong’s momentum peaked, each strike delivered at his absolute best.
In the man’s hand was a fishing rod, its line trailing down from the clouds, still lost within them, its target unknown.

After the opponent fell to the ground, blood slowly seeped from between his brows. If one looked closely, a silver needle was embedded right at the center of his forehead.
Concerning the Cycle Sword Scripture and the secrets of reincarnation, Li Yisheng was desperate for answers.
With just a single shout, Li Dong sent the administrator flying backward, spewing blood, his fate uncertain.
It was thanks to Ye Xuan that he could come to this other world; because of Ye Xuan, he could return to modern Earth to see his family.
He once understood chess, but after witnessing the match between the Sword Sovereign and Li Yisheng, he realized he no longer did.
Flash Step was a martial footwork only learned upon reaching the Nirvana Realm, yet Xue Mowu had already passed this skill to Ye Qingyin.
When everyone knows the direction in which the group is heading, a certain sense of responsibility begins to rise from deep within.
When carrying the ball, Turan typically drives vertically toward the baseline before choosing a curved cross or a reverse triangle. This season, Simeone has somewhat studied possession; Turan prefers to make a set play first before looking for teammates, rather than constantly observing them, which often traps him in the cycle of dribbling along the wing.
In an instant, white feathers filled the air around him, swirling and dancing. The next moment, they transformed directly into six figures.