Chapter 228: The Scapegoat

The SBD's maximum range is only 1,200 kilometers, which is just enough from Goose City.

But this range is an indicator for high-altitude economic cruising; if flying low over the sea at full speed, the resistance and fuel consumption at low altitude will rise significantly, so each carried an auxiliary fuel tank.

Tang Wen hadn't originally planned to use them, but when he discovered that Chen Haifu was the one trapped and after connecting the satellite phone, another idea immediately formed in his mind.

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"Alright, let me see the sincerity of your apology," the boy in glasses at the head sneered coldly, sitting there and waiting for us to kneel and apologize.

"Master! I heard the Medicine King Academy has a method of being immune to a hundred poisons; I wonder if Master knows of it?" Jiang Shan had been bitten by a venomous snake last time and injured by this poisonless poison today; he himself felt a strange longing for "immunity to a hundred poisons."

To achieve the highest realm of martial arts, one must enter the gates of the martial world, such as the level of Chao Qinghe; this was the advice his last master had told him.

Moreover, from the angle these photos were taken, the lens was somewhat distant, and only the sight of Mother Pool falling into the sea herself could be seen.

If anyone heard this, they would surely laugh their teeth out; how could Zhu Zhu's fat appearance have anything to do with "handsome and dashing" or "talented"? But in the eyes of these few fat men, he was just that handsome and dashing, just that talented, just like... just like the appearance these fat men had in their youth.

Li Mingze looked at the brocade pouch in his hand, found that the pouch was so light it had almost no weight, and truly didn't know what exactly was inside.

After responding coldly, she turned her head and walked inside, paying no more attention to her younger brother.

Jiang Baoqing did not dodge, letting Jiang Lao Wu rub her hair vigorously, a smile always hanging on her face.

"Is Ling Kong Stone very precious? Or is the refining of the Reincarnation Divine Seat very difficult? Do you still have some in your hands?" Li Xinqiu, who knew Fang Zhizhou's heart well, began to inquire.

Even at his speed as a ninth-level grandmaster refining over a thousand pieces a day, it would still take two months.

In this life, there are no dungeons; everything has become one-time only. Landen will inevitably obtain that meteor hammer, and it is destined that he cannot farm for more; after much deliberation, he decided to use it on the Burial Moon Sword.

A few minutes later, inside the private room that had been filled with constant wailing, several grown men, like bulls in rut, pounced on Xiao Yun'er who was tending to Wang Degui inside the room.

Regarding the French and British suddenly starting to fight, the New Kingdom was very pleased; although it was sudden, the sudden New Kingdom had no preparation, and the continuous strikes by the British left the French confused, making the New Kingdom somewhat panicked.

Old Patch also walked back to Harold's side as if nothing had happened, raised his head, and revealed a face full of carefree smiles.

It was obvious that not only was Vivian not in high spirits, but all her subordinates were not in high spirits either; especially the Dark Elf and Black Dwarf troops at the back, each could be described as dejected without exaggeration.

In the factory director's office of Tianhong Garment Factory, Zuo Minmin watched Qin Hai sitting on the guest tea table, drinking tea with a simple-minded, foolish smile, and felt very worried in her heart.

After walking for about forty minutes, I felt some alertness in my heart, because according to Fatty's way of walking, the one who would get lost first would definitely be me.

Yan Zixuan is the head disciple of the Hehuan Sect, so the identity of Murong Xiaoxiao is second only to hers; both practice charm arts, but when comparing the two, there are still many differences.

Those people riding on horses did not charge immediately; instead, they pulled their horses back a distance, adjusting to the position most suitable for charging.

He certainly could not allow Calista to invite such a powerful helper; this was absolutely not a good thing for him.

Entering the Murong family's large villa, Abu led him to a hall decorated in a very Western classical style: European column capitals, Roman moldings, an old British clock, Indian ivory carvings, a vintage fireplace, a rosewood long table; the hall was simple and elegant yet not lacking in luxury and grandeur; here, the taste and personality of a modern tycoon were absolutely embodied.