37 Guarding the Food

Others, even Yoshitaka Matsumuro or the Commander of the Garrison Headquarters, would never dare to do such a thing, not even if they were granted ten times the courage.

Therefore, aside from the staff transferred from the group, this regular meeting was filled with entirely new faces.

The two men’s gazes shifted in unison to their companion, who was staring at his wound with a dazed expression.

"I was just pitying your poor gaming experience and planning to let you off the hook, but you turn around and pull a stunt like this on me, don't you?"

If not for this familial connection, he would have struggled to survive in the chaotic Republic era, let alone gild his resume in the United States.

On both flanks of the main army, one thousand detachments were arranged to advance in parallel, responsible for seizing favorable terrain, pursuing enemies after victory, and protecting the flanks while on the march.

This was a show of force, but more importantly, a military exercise. Wang Jian ordered his men to record the wind direction and any observable reefs, preparing for the next large-scale expedition.

As practitioners at the Organ Refining stage in Cloud Sea City, both men knew one thing clearly: stay away from geniuses and monsters.

After swearing brotherhood, the three disguised themselves as merchants and arrived near Heyuan County by helicopter.

How could he, a dignified A-list actor and C-list singer, lose to him despite having no creative talent whatsoever?

Huang Zu had already discovered Liu Yong’s arrival, but since Liu Yong did not enter the city and instead set up camp outside, it defied logic. Huang Zu suspected that Liu Yong’s intentions were far from benevolent.

The sky was sunny and the air was fresh, yet the Eastern family's estate was completely overcome by the scent of blood and a chilling aura of slaughter.

Suddenly, a pale blue figure rose into the air. With a thunderous roar, a giant sword formed from pale blue light slashed straight down.

"Stop!" Luo Wushuang quickly commanded. As soon as her words fell, the entire living room plunged into dead silence.

Before Song Hanyan could speak, Xiao Feng suddenly groaned and clutched his stomach, letting out a painful shriek.

He had spent years immersed in the art of Gu, exhausting countless efforts and rare treasures to cultivate these few dozen Gu mothers. Yet, Fu Xi had casually produced tens of thousands of them. How could he possibly accept this?

"You!" Seeing Du Hua’s "my fist is big, so I am right" attitude, Yan Hu felt his anger flare up instantly.

"Man Boning was a real man; he has died in battle!" Liu Yong signaled, and someone immediately hoisted Man Chong’s head high on the tip of a spear.

The Wu soldiers let out excited howls and immediately pursued Zhang Liao, firing arrows from time to time, leaving Zhang Liao in a sorry state. Despite his desperate attempts to block and dodge, many of his men were struck, while the Wu army suffered almost no casualties.

The village head's wife remained in bed. Seeing her husband lying down to sleep, she asked, "Tell me, what happened? How did he die?" She stared at the village head, but he remained silent, eyes closed, waiting for her to fall asleep.

He steeled his resolve, slowly lifting his trembling hands to his chest, his pale golden eyes locking onto the blood-red eyes of the incomparably massive evil god before him.

He grabbed Jiraiya’s hand, exerting sudden strength to fling him away, while the other five Pains immediately launched a coordinated attack.

"To be precise, it's the entire Earth Federation, at least as far as political correctness at the Integration Department goes. You know, Eurasia and East Asia are in the same boat as us." Dan turned around and shook his finger seriously at the person in the chair.

Indeed, Xu Ming had barely sat down when he heard low whispers around him—the voices were hushed, and had Xu Ming not been sitting nearby and possessing great strength, he likely wouldn't have heard them.

With a single palm strike, the void froze and the demonic energy dissipated. Such terrifying pressure would have caused even an ordinary Saint Venerable to turn pale. Yet, the Demon General Zhan Feng merely gave a disdainful laugh, a sneer spreading across his hideous face. He did not dodge, allowing Chen Fei’s punch to collide with his demonic claws.

"Have them transmit the specific data, then send a report to Washington and the Space Force Command on the Moon." The officer spoke to his deputy and picked up the receiver, knowing it was best to report this to his immediate superior.

"Hey, I'm asking you a question. Don't tell me you're going to avoid it again?" Kezi gave a light cough, her beautiful eyes fixed on Green Bean's gaze as she asked.

Even the powerful entities within the organization could not detect any abnormalities in this chakra, yet a mere wisp could more than double their chakra capacity. Could it really have other side effects?

Kane jumped out to denounce him, though he felt joyous inside. With Prince Tiger as his trump card, he had nothing to fear, even if the matter was brought before Lord Roger.

The next day, Ji Ran was still groggy with sleep when she was suddenly jolted awake by a loud and urgent knocking at the door.

Gu Chen waved his right hand, and a massive nine-colored portal appeared once more in the God Realm. This time, it appeared directly at the center of the God Realm.

After the group arrived at the bottom of Li Yuanyuan’s dormitory building and received permission from the housemother, Zhang Xun carried the luggage up before leaving.

Only the hair ribbon and the tiger-head shoes could barely count as white-tier equipment. They might fetch three or five coppers at an NPC shop, but the rest didn't even reach gray-tier quality. One could tell from the look of disdain on the face of Yuan Di, that black-hearted merchant, that these items were completely worthless.

Li Ye planned to have him learn the shadow clone technique as well so they could all go down together. With an access token, they could move about freely, not only to wander around but also to visit their deceased ancestors. He could also return to the world of the living at any time.

Grandmother kept her eyes closed and didn't respond, enjoying the comfort of the massage. She ignored Chu Xuan'an’s words, leaving Song Enyue to mutter to herself about the situation. This cold demeanor was exactly like Chu Xuan'an’s used to be—was indifference a hereditary family trait?

She lifted her chin slightly, exposing the bruises on her neck. Those marks should have faded long ago, but Lin Jiajia had 688 tamper with them, and now they looked even more alarming.

In truth, it was no wonder he was afraid; Jiang Linghan’s attitude this time was unexpectedly firm. He feared that breaking off the father-son relationship was something he might truly do.