Chapter 141: Retribution

Chen Shuqi did not care about any of that; her face remained completely expressionless. Her sole obsession was revenge—to take back the organs that rightfully belonged to her.
Accompanied by the shrieks of the thirty-something man, Chen Shuqi gouged out her own liver and pressed it back into her abdomen.
"Indeed! The Guild Master is the creator of our Wind-Thunder City; he is just like a god, simply omnipotent," Shi Mo said with a face full of adoration.
Then, a terrified scream shattered the tranquility of the night, and the back courtyard of the Great Tian Gang instantly plunged into chaos.
Daoist Wushi looked in sheer disbelief as Lei Sheng stood firmly in the center of the training platform, holding a horse stance without the slightest movement.
Extremely pleased with her successful prank, Liu Ruyan leaned lazily against the head of the bed and asked, "Where does that Shen Moxuan like to play cards the most?"
As it turned out, Kun Jian's pill was not as potent as the one Mo Qinglian had Li Chengye swallow; the one Li Chengye ingested had snapped him right out of his coma.
However, for the Y-20, this was also a real-combat drill. Flying directly from China to Europe, unloading the cargo, and flying back—doing this five times over thoroughly tested China's strategic projection capabilities.
At the end of the street sat a white-haired man beside a chessboard. Holding a Go piece in his right hand, he pressed it down onto the board with a sharp click.
This power output was even more formidable than that of the US Navy's Ford-class aircraft carriers in the original timeline, which boasted a mere 280,000 horsepower.
In the future, there would not only be high-speed connections and railway links, but also high-speed rail, while electricity and the internet would all be integrated into China's massive grand system.
The chef came over to open the door and was instantly startled, only to see that half of Li Changxiao's face was covered entirely in red lipstick marks.
"We might as well end the trial early now! Kick this scourge—Ji Hao—out sooner!" After pondering for a moment, Ancestral Dragon's split soul suppressed the ache in his heart and directly decided to bring this session of the True Dragon Trial to an early close.
He, Zhao Dezhu, was determined to secure this position and become the very first procurement department manager; therefore, he absolutely could not allow himself to be looked down upon by the boss.
The entire Hedong Circuit could be said to be the strategic rear of Fuzhou. Once any problem arose in the rear, the Zhe family's Fuzhou would immediately fall into misfortune as well. In particular, the five strategic passes within the Taihang Mountains under the control of the Great Song Dynasty—at the slightest sign of trouble, the Zhe family would know immediately.
Seeing the light at the doorway and Chu Xiangling holding Lele under that light, waiting for him, Wang Jie suddenly felt an urge to cry.
The sword silk had already touched the man's body, but his protective barrier blocked it completely, having no effect whatsoever.
Back then, he had thought that with this merit, he could make a fine showing in front of the Japanese, but he never expected that all he would receive was a reprimand. He had also heard the news of the Japanese surprise attack failing, and he could not understand where the problem could possibly lie—unless something had gone wrong with this elite assassin he had cultivated for many years.
If this team ran into trouble as well, then this so-called Heaven-Pillaring Tribe would be driven to the brink of extinction.
Qi Ge gazed at the golden hairpin in his hand, wondering whether Li Lianyun thought the gift too meager or if he truly, as he claimed, spoke well of him before the Emperor and chased after him solely out of consideration for the Emperor to offer a reminder. Unable to figure it out, Qi Ge limped back to his own encampment.
Lingshou County, as it happened, was the mandatory transit point in the past for anyone heading to the Primordial Continent to participate in the Stellar Trials.
Sister Niu was in her forties. Not only had she worked in Huanglu Township ever since she started her career, but she had also married and had children there. Although not a local by birth, she was more familiar with the place than any native.
"Prefect Zhao, I'm glad you're here. Since this official has been appointed by the imperial court to come to Meizhou, I must fulfill my duties with utmost loyalty and manage the affairs of the Mint well. Yet now, the people in your coin-casting and printing workshop actually refuse to let me understand the minting and printing process—how am I supposed to do my job?" Seeing Zhao Yuan, the Imperial Inspector of the Mint asked in a loud voice.