Chapter 038: The Black and White Impermanence 2

"Aaaah—"
Hu Yao screamed in terror as she watched her colleague get shot in the forehead; she was so paralyzed with fear that she forgot to take cover. Had it not been for a quick-thinking colleague who tackled her to the ground, she would have met the same fate.

"Sniper! There's a sniper!"
The officers of the Techa Branch scrambled frantically to squeeze into their vehicles, while the more agile ones dove beneath them. Although they possessed cultivation, magical abilities, and martial arts skills, when faced with ghosts and monsters, they were not...

The Lin family’s expedition consisted of fifty thousand people, and since they were here for development, every member possessed a certain level of strength. As such, those who ended up in the same novice village as the two of them numbered at least a thousand, if not several thousand.

The dragon spread its wings and began to flee without a hint of hesitation. It seemed that in its eyes, the most precious thing was not treasure, but its own life. The dragon understood perfectly well that if one were dead, enjoying treasure would be impossible.

Perhaps due to a last-minute decision, the civilians from the fortress outside the city and even those beyond the city gates had been brought inside to take refuge. As a result, the central plaza was now overcrowded and impassable.

Recalling Su Mi's warning just moments ago and looking at the injured eye of the itinerant mystic, the men forced themselves to suppress their curiosity, sitting rigidly in place without daring to turn their heads to look.

System notification: Yang Chao’s Shadow Fiend has killed Zeng Qiang’s Bounty Hunter, gaining 375 gold coins.

Sparks flew as a notch instantly appeared on Pascala’s hand axe. He let out a muffled groan as his body was sent flying backward.

The Hans Foundation was now overseen by Morris, a risk assessment expert, who enforced much stricter budget controls. One point one billion yuan might last them four or five years.

Once Mokarubin finished stating his requirements, all the nobles began to discuss the matter. They had originally assumed they would need to lead troops into battle, but now they realized that a single leader from each family would suffice. They began debating whether they should reach a consensus.

This time, in order to hide his movements and use his decoy’s imprisonment to flush out the mole within the Tata Group who had framed him, Leon had hidden himself in this villa with only a few men.

"Brother Hei, I'm not the only one who knows about their dirty laundry; Chen Zhongling and the others are well aware of it too. But with you gone, they’re afraid of the Madam’s retaliation, so they just turn a blind eye and pretend they know nothing."

Only then did Chen Luo realize that what he had blocked at the start was merely a thrown short sword.

The first matter: that very afternoon, hundreds of thousands of fans flooded Ding Shengtai’s Douyin and Weibo accounts, denouncing his status as a fake music critic and condemning him for manipulating public opinion.

Ma Sanbao let out a cry of alarm. As the darkness retreated, a figure stood right beside the table. Terrified, Ma Sanbao stumbled backward. Just as he was about to grab something to defend himself, he recognized the figure's face and was overcome with fury.

However, her cultivation was already a level higher than Xie Wushuang’s, and as a magic practitioner, it should have been foolproof for her to cast a memory-erasing curse on him.

Bai Wei’s brother had only just reached this point when Bai Wei slammed her chopsticks onto the table. She stared at him with a chilling gaze, her powerful aura causing even her brother to twitch his lips in discomfort.

Grabbing his disciple by the head, he twisted the boy’s body around, hoisted him up by his legs, and began sprinting off into the distance.

Once she finally managed to wriggle out of his embrace, she looked at Lu Xizhou and offered an embarrassed smile.

At this moment, the power Xue Wushuang unleashed was many times greater than what he had displayed before tapping into his bloodline.

Knowing what she was here for today, she still chose to wear a miniskirt instead of sportswear; it was hard to fathom what she was thinking.

He summoned an old doctor—a gaunt, skeletal man who was nonetheless full of vigor, with a ruddy complexion and a surprisingly sturdy constitution.