Chapter 112: Taxes Are Only Within Machine Gun Range! Chapter 107

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Protagonist:

Milton

Mins

Crackle crackle...

Light rain pattered against the helicopter's windshield; looking down from above, they could still see a patch of orange-red flame burning on the ground.

The bombing operation went more smoothly than Milton had imagined.

"I originally thought we'd be raked by heavy machine guns during the climb, but they didn't even fire a shot? Not a single shot, and they just let us go?"

"If you hadn't said so, I would have thought this place used to be a French colony"

Hearing this, Zhou Zidong's face turned white. The army was the pride of the Lu Family's third generation, someone destined to become the Lu Family Tribe Leader; this time he represented the Lu Family, and the gift he brought was actually calligraphy and paintings?

"Mm." In an invisible state, Lian casually left the cave like that, and facing the cave entrance was exactly the back door of the tribe Lian had mentioned before, but... the ones guarding this back door were no longer the tribe's werewolves, but two Level 2 Tank-class adventurers.

For so many years, you came and went without a trace, as if you never existed, yet also like one who travels through earth and flies through heaven, an immortal shadow flitting lightly.

However, it was precisely because of this that Xu Fan was so calm, so much so that not a single ripple stirred in his eyes.

Shen Juncheng and Dugu Qianyuan both frowned tightly; they had not expected Yan Wufeng to actually possess such a powerful Magic Sect Formation.

Therefore, no one would lightly step onto the Jue Ming Tai; even with deep hatred, unless left with no choice, most people were willing to choose resource transactions to offset the hatred.

"What are their demands? How many criminals in total?" After saying this, he took the telescope and examined the terrain around the bank.

"Demon, don't go die yet." Waa waa waa—Boom! Under the great war of Beacon Fires Connecting Cities, he had already gone mad.

Er Tang Ge was deeply impressed; truly a peerless man who commanded the three-foot lectern, with psychological fortitude strong as hell.

Qin Jiao was arranged opposite Shen Yu Nie, and could clearly see the situation across from him. At this moment Shen Yu Nie's face was pale, leaning against the wall, half-asleep.

Same long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, same jade-like face, just different temperaments; besides, one was older in years, the other still young.

But first, he wasn't very good at riding a horse; second, there were too many people, blocking the road ahead. Hardly had the soldiers responsible for maintaining order cleared the road ahead when he reined in his horse and was about to go, suddenly hearing someone by the roadside say there was a baby calling for father up above.

You must know that in the countryside almost no family failed to cultivate a few mu of wasteland to supplement their daily needs. These fields were mostly not good fields, and yielded very little, but even so, they could give farmers a place to catch their breath.

Shen Ci was anxious enough to spit, wanting to chase after her, but recalling Gu Nian's words, he lowered his raised leg again.

But in terms of weapon use, Quentin was still slightly better; after all, this war hammer had accompanied him in battle for a lifetime.

Tan Tai Mingyue blushed deeply; she suddenly didn't dare to look up at Qing Feng Lang Yue's Young Master Yuan. Speaking from selfishness, she would rather others misunderstand, so she didn't speak up to clarify right away.

Jin Shaojun held the warm, soft body in his arms, feeling only that his empty heart was now filled; how could he bear to let go.

The second night, Gu Nian was going to Li Jie's house again; this time Shen Ci insisted on going no matter what, no way, so Gu Nian had to bring him along.

After a good while, they came back to themselves from regret and shock, wanting to continue digging up some juicy material, but before they could speak, they were stopped by Zheng Tiancheng.

The fellow disciples beside him heard this, and the shock on their faces became even more marvelous! Even the two Star Lords, Tian Yin and Tian Ji, couldn't help but be moved when they heard the name of this illustrated catalog.

In the quiet night, Zhang Tian, lying in bed, had the noisy gathering from just now appear in his mind; perhaps because it was unfamiliar, he always felt a sense of not belonging.