Chapter 46 Defying Fate

Hearing this, Tang Qiang was momentarily stunned. He never expected Ye Hao to ask such a question; although they had disagreements, it had not reached the point of wanting to murder each other.

Because their cultivation levels were low, Zhuge Aotian and the others were forced to squat on the ground under the oppressive aura of Yuan Meiqing.

"Swish!" A wisp of sword qi pierced through the space spanning several zhang of the arena, shattering the ice sculpture into countless ice debris that scattered beyond the stage.

These twenty-something people surrounded Yang Qi and the other two, looking at the burning helicopter in the nearby tree with great astonishment. They were truly amazed that the three of them could actually shoot down a helicopter. Finally, when they saw the Barrett M82A1 held in Mo Tu's hands, they understood—with a heavy sniper rifle, it was indeed possible to shoot down a helicopter.

Ouyang Fengxian frowned. Of course he recognized these people; weren't they the ones who had been following behind Yun Ruoshi? But why was Ouyang Wei hanging out with them?

"Big brother, Qian Jin is completely right. You are the big brother, and whatever you decide, we will just execute it. It is our honor that you can take the two of us with you on this new mission. Qian Jin and I are like a pair of chopsticks—we don't sell them separately. No matter how high the risk is, as long as big brother leads us, we will carry out the task without any hesitation."

The clerk there still entertained us very warmly, but before we even had a time to order, the waiter smiled at us again.

Following Tian Qi's instructions, Wu Xing walked to a corner of the dilapidated house, and finally, she saw a deep well.

The stone door opened, and Xuan Yuanjin stepped inside. Seeing that Feng Liu was lying peacefully on the bed, he let out a sigh of relief.

Seeing that old bastard Ao Run continuously winking at him, Wukong broke out in goosebumps. Feeling a sense of revulsion, he involuntarily moved further away from Ao Run.

As a time-traveler from a later era, he was well aware of major main-plot events like the Full Moon arc in the Detective Conan series. But honestly, he really didn't want this event to happen because it was simply too dangerous. Moreover, if it really did happen, he would inevitably face a major problem: having to team up with Shuichi Akai.

Lang Qi pulled Xue'er toward the passage leading to the experimental area. The heavily bolted doors, which were originally controlled by computers, were now wide open.

A soldier in the distance had no time to celebrate his narrow escape before being swept by the same plasma beam. Before dying, he turned his head in astonishment, and amidst the deathly grey-white light and shadow, he saw that the monster actually had over a hundred heads. But this was merely a fleeting moment, for the very next instant, he was already dead.

"You have already lost. Otherwise, why would you let Han Geng escape at a time like this? You have tolerated him for so many years, and some of the things he did were even cleaned up with your help!" Fan Jian seemed to know everything about young master Han's affairs.

Asaeda and Conan were momentarily stunned. Raising their heads, they happened to see a man in a brown suit with an exhausted expression walking over.

Meng Fan knew many ways to force someone to speak, but now was not the time for interrogation. Therefore, Meng Fan waved his hand, knocked him unconscious, and then gave Tong Mengyao a cue. The two of them walked out of the door one after the other, with Meng Fan in the lead, while Tong Mengyao followed five or six meters behind, holding her gun to provide cover for him.

That was a knot taught to him by his Ninth Grandpa, who claimed it was a unique knot-tying method. Without knowing the secret, it was completely impossible to untie.

That long tongue was already pressed against Meng Fan's face, slicing through the skin like the mouth of a leech. Meng Fan felt a numbness on his face, and half of it instantly lost all sensation.

Yaleeman summoned ten God-of-War guards in one breath! As soon as the dozen-or-so three-meter-tall God-of-War guards appeared, they firmly occupied the surrounding space.

"Wentian! Feiyan died for me..." Old Man Ye looked at Feng Wentian's back and said.

"My home is in the countryside, and scenery like this is everywhere. I don't see anything special about it," Xiao Hongxia laughed with a smile.

It was just a coincidental anomaly—due to the unique geographical environment of the Antarctic, the pupils of the guide giant before them, which were naturally green, appeared blue under these conditions.

"Brother Chengyu, did you manage to get any good stuff like bear paws or tiger whips during your trip to the mainland?" Huo Zhengxiang asked.

He knew that there was no longer any room for maneuver between them and the Great Luo Empire, so leaving some things behind now might actually prove useful later on.

"What should we do?" Yuan Jing and the others grew anxious. Was Qin Ming really going to be taken away just like that? If he fell into the hands of the Four-Spirited Barbarians, it would be extremely difficult to reclaim him.

Beneath the cliff outside Floating Cloud Town leading to the Falling Cloud Mountain Range, the deep valley was unusually lively today. More than twenty people were conducting a search at the base of the cliff, but unfortunately, after half a day, there was still no trace.

In its place was a pitch-black "black stick" entwined with chaotic energy.

Qingqi roared a few times before finally coming to a stop. Once it stopped, it fixed its gaze on Chen Quan.

You could figure out that I would shamelessly and directly surrender on the arena, yet you couldn't see the unyielding integrity deeply rooted in my bones?

I could even smell a faint, delicate fragrance drifting from her, mingling with the earthy, smoky atmosphere of the mountain village.

Just when she thought she would probably never have the chance to see Li An again in this lifetime, a familiar shout suddenly echoed from outside.

Sitting not far away, Gaoyang Wei and Sun Shiyun also frowned and shifted their gazes over.

According to Li An's explanation, it was akin to a video game where your objective is to make the populace live better lives, while ordinary commoners merely serve as NPCs for your performance evaluation. You only need to consider how to maintain population size and develop the economy—whether the people are happy or not is none of your damn business.