Chapter 516: Immortals

Guan Beihai could be considered a police family.

His grandfather was one of the first generation of police in the early days of the nation's founding.

Then his father was also a police officer, and all three of his brothers became police officers as well.

"My grandfather was killed in the line of duty, leaving my grandmother alone to raise my father. Then my father was killed in the line of duty, and my mother alone raised the three of us brothers…"

"My eldest brother was killed in the line of duty, my second brother was disabled in the line of duty, and I…"

At this point, Guan Bei

Another cultivator chimed in from the side. After all, among their group of cultivators, Song Xuanfeng's strength was the highest, so if anyone could break the record, it could only be him.

"Are you here to buy weapons? Go back, there's no stock left inside!" The old blacksmith, who had been dozing in his rocking chair, saw the three approaching, rubbed his bleary eyes, and stood up from it.

Although Mo Fan could also refine pills, he didn't have that much time to waste on pills.

But just at that moment, a sudden scream rang out from the tomb passage, and a cold sweat broke out over everyone's body.

The battle situation took a sharp turn for the worse. The federal fleet, which had been heading toward defeat, suddenly received the arrival of the expeditionary force, and their fighting morale surged dramatically.

Li Houli's words were undoubtedly a heavy blow to the Tang family. That young man who had just apologized to them and was sitting there calmly eating pickled vegetables and steamed buns—was the Emperor of Great Ming?

And in the midst of this stunned atmosphere, under Lu Kang's frenzied sucking, that man's blood was rapidly devoured by Lu Kang.

Having never seen that legendary god of mercenaries, Li Yongle had no qualifications to voice his own opinion, but in his heart he still couldn't help wanting to explore Jason's past.

Bai Shan, who had been preparing to watch Lin Chen freeze into an icicle, turned deathly pale, staring at the scene before him in disbelief.

However, overall speaking, in order to ensure that the enemy couldn't "blindly hit" and still score, the battleships' battle-line formation when taking positions was very particular. It ensured maximum firepower output while also guaranteeing their own survivability.

Perhaps I need to explain everything clearly. Everything and all my worries are weighing on my heart, making it hard to breathe.

Liu Kan truly didn't know how to evaluate this Shen Shiqi. To say he was stupid, yet he could take something Liu Kan thought should be very difficult and do it openly and aboveboard, leaving no fault to find; to say he wasn't stupid, yet he would actually say such a thing right in front of the person being surveilled.

Don't think of using tricks to stall for time. The army marquis has given the order: if you don't surrender within the time it takes one incense stick to burn, we will immediately launch an attack.

That word "death" was still echoing in Liu Ji and the others' ears when a huge figure flashed out of the house, one hand supporting Lady Kan, the other swinging a fist that smashed toward Fan Kuai with a whoosh.

Back then, Chen Feng had promised Bai Rushi that if he didn't die under Lang Huo's hands, he would go to White Cloud Manor to find him. Now that Chen Feng had returned safe and sound, he naturally had to fulfill his promise.

Deep in the desert near Dunhuang. The Soul Hall's training base had already been completed. Zhong Hao and his assassination squad were the first to move in. Subsequently, elite personnel were selected from various branches of the Soul Hall and sent to the base for training by the elite assassination personnel chosen by Zhong Hao.

Actually, to be precise, it couldn't really be called a stable—it was just the place where Cheng Pu and the others' warhorses gathered to rest and eat their fodder.

The two people on the ground were none other than Shen Shiqi and Cao Wushang. Behind the two of them, there was another person following, but Shen Shiqi was blocking the view, so it couldn't be seen clearly.

Although it's said that trouble shouldn't involve the family, for the family, no matter what kind of disaster, bearing it together is good enough. If the person dies, then there's nothing left at all. Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaojun actually became somewhat indecisive.

Under the manipulation of Ma Erleng and the Eighth Prince. For Xiao Tian's people to enter Chongqing city, it was extremely convenient.