38 His Intentions
Old Cat and the Mad Taoist nodded in unison. Suddenly, Old Cat pulled a tiny object from his coat and handed it to me. I looked down to find it was a mobile phone.
In the basement, Old Cat sat silently on the sofa, smoking, with a pile of cigarette butts on the floor. It was clear he had been aware of this for a long time.
He let her go. Duo'er climbed down from the table, plopped back into her chair, and happily resumed eating.
Seconds later, the sleazy Ezreal and Morgana took advantage of the purple team's empty bottom lane and destroyed their first turret.
She pressed something that looked like a car key remote. The hovering lower hemisphere of the Inviting Moon One suddenly stalled and crashed to the ground with a thud.
With that, Wang Jinyu "helped" Wang Mingchuan leave Ping'an Square. Seeing that Master Wang was leaving, Yan Niang hurried to follow, swaying her hips.
"So they want to play big, do they? Then let's play big. They really think I have no one? I don't believe the vampires and the Church aren't watching this. I'm blowing the whistle and calling for backup!" Sun Yi said, picking up his phone to dial.
Ye Wutian did not expect that his cleanup would immediately shift the atmosphere in the East City government. Almost everyone became cautious, and for a time, there were many more officials doing actual work for the people; East City had almost become a sanctuary.
Sun Yi hid his gun in the car's secret compartment. With three or four days left before the goods were transported, he had just enough time to head home and share some tender moments with Menglan and Luodan. As for Sister Liu, Sun Yi was almost afraid to see her; he preferred to avoid her if he could.
In the afternoon, she, having been enslaved by him for several days, was napping on the table. Suddenly, her phone rang—it was him.
Lie You gritted his teeth. At this point, he realized the severity of the situation. The strength of the Five Sages was even greater than that of the eight clan leaders; relying solely on Taiyuan and Huo Qianxun, they could only slightly hold off the Five Sages and could not directly rescue him.
Cheng Yang strode forward, crossing a distance of ten zhang in a single step. By the time he landed, a heavy black hammer had appeared in his hand, which he brought down hard on the head of a Tier 2 powerhouse. The powerhouse roared, thrusting his hands upward to unleash a blinding beam of light, fighting with all his might to go head-to-head with Cheng Yang.
As the voice faded, the golden light rapidly receded, but it did not reveal a golden true dragon. Instead, it showed a majestic young man sitting upright in a golden dragon robe.
"Yun'er?" Yan Lian was sensitive to the way Mother Cui addressed Cheng Yun. She raised her eyebrows, wondering if something had happened that she was unaware of.
Huangpu Han's expression remained stern, though his hand gripping the Wings of Death trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth showed a subtle upward curve.
I do not want to die, but at this moment, there is no room for retreat. The bells of death ring incessantly in my ears, the horns of death fill the air, and the call of death leaves me with no strength to move.
"Since the Commander has made his decision! I will arrange for the troops to enter Xinjiang!" Qin Yan Saburo said earnestly. Upon hearing this, Ueda Kenkichi nodded in silent agreement and said, "Go and make the arrangements." Hearing this, Qin Yan Saburo turned and left.
"Three factions, and they've only just managed to fight the Heavenly Dao Sect to a draw?" Gintoki, Kenshin, and the others looked at the battle in the sky, thinking to themselves.
"Don't be happy yet; look behind you~" The system's gloating voice rang out.
Although he wasn't particularly fond of drinking, he couldn't just sit there and watch Jiang Jinmai drink glass after glass without doing anything, could he?
Old Wang summoned a gentle breeze, and the girl, who had been working overtime for so long without a good night's sleep, drifted off into a peaceful slumber.
The reason it was so easy this time was entirely due to the advantage of intelligence, coupled with the benefit of a surprise attack.
The distance between the entryway and the sofa was short, separated only by a hollow screen. Xiao Tao was afraid of being overheard by Xiao Manjing, so she subconsciously looked back at the sofa. Seeing Xiao Manjing looking down at his phone, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at Lu Jin.
Then, there were the matches on the second ring for the Beggar Sect's Vice Leader, the third ring for the Demonic Cult Elder, the fourth ring for the Mount Hua Sect Elder, and the Wudang Elder's ring—none of which had any challengers.
Business had just begun, and the hall was not crowded. A group of gorgeously dressed courtesans kept casting glances at him, whispering and giggling, seemingly puzzled as to why such a handsome man would need to visit a brothel.
There were no radio stations here, so he had to return to the capital and deliver a public speech at the largest international broadcasting station.
The Rafale fighter jet dived in with a whoosh, and then a fire erupted, completely swallowing the aircraft. The other pilots behind him saw this scene, their blood boiling with excitement.
Before he could feel any sadness, Lu Jin was hoisted by the back of his collar by Lu Yongzhi and dragged into the room.
This was not hard to figure out; after all, the gift list was clearly recorded. As long as they found the center of the explosion and saw what was inside, they would know.
The broken stone wall behind the spatial "door," the rushing water, the flames, the cold, and the high-end items originally belonging to the mages in the room—everything felt incredibly novel to them, broadening their horizons.
"This name, I seem to have heard it somewhere?" The Treant and the Algae-folk legend looked at each other. In the Green Realm, Treants and Algae-folk were enemies, but this pair of legends seemed to have a deep connection. Although both were imprisoned, they supported each other, worked together to resist their enemies, and showed great tacit understanding in every action; even their reactions at this very moment were strikingly similar.