Chapter 129: Taxes Are Only Within Machine Gun Range! Chapter 124: The Advantage Is Ours

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Protagonist:

Milton

Mins

Wei Weite Nan Geng Province, Suoluola Valley, Rebel Headquarters.

Juan stepped along the muddy mountain path, his boot soles caked with soil washed down by last night's rainstorm. Dozens of shacks built from banana leaves and waterproof tarps lined the ridge, and from the nearest shed came the stifled groans of the wounded.

Rain meant mud, and it meant the Government Army's armored vehicles could not temporarily enter the complex Panshan Road—this was their rare breathing time.

He sighed,

Bai Shizhong tossed a green bean into his mouth, crunching it loudly, and seeing Cai Jing's cold gaze fixed on him, goosebumps immediately spread across his skin, making him very uncomfortable.

"If this Young Master does not comply, what will you do?" Zuo Qiu sipped his tea leisurely, his smile like a flower, yet his tone carried mockery. A cold aura radiated around him, his eyes soft and alluring like water, but coldness flickered in their depths.

Shao An sighed, looking at the capable Dong Qiming, and felt deep regret in his heart. He should have let him lead the regiment; with his wit, perhaps the regiment would not have been pinned down.

Zhang Ji tidied up, instructed his disciples to receive the patients well and guard the thatched hall in peace, then boarded the luxurious carriage arranged by the County Magistrate, first resting a night in the county city before rushing to the Capital City.

For a moment I could not think of a good countermeasure, so I just lay on the office floor staring at the ceiling, smoking nonstop.

Amidst the flashing blades, flying flesh and blood, and battle cries, one Qinglong Gang member after another fell. The Qinglong Gang went from besieging the Bunu Ethnic Group to being chased down themselves.

"Dai Jin, before you shake your head at me for who knows how many times, can you listen to me?" Perhaps because he had been rejected too many times, Jing Cheng seemed quite relieved.

The blood transfusion was finished, and the wound on his back, under Qiu Shenyi's treatment, began to improve.

Although the Yao Wolf was only First Rank Middle Grade and not very beneficial to He Lang's training, it was very helpful to Mo Feier, who had just stepped onto the path of cultivation. She cooperated with He Lang to slay demon beasts two levels above themselves, gaining much insight.

After agreeing, the two rode their horses to hunt separately. After one afternoon, Su Jinqi returned with abundant gains, while Prince An had hunted little, and the winner was clear at once.

They analyzed massive amounts of information, trying to find who truly drove him to act this way.

At this moment they all displayed their most spirited mental state, muscles throughout their bodies tensed, blue veins on their thick arms bulging with their shouts, just short of sharpening their teeth to show Li Er.

Without experiencing war, one does not know its terror; without experiencing illness, one does not know the value of health.

"Cough cough cough." In a deserted grove in the suburbs, Yang Fan leaned against a tree, coughing incessantly. Suddenly, his throat sweetened, and a mouthful of fresh blood was coughed out.

Mi Han Yu nodded slightly and said, "All right." After speaking, Mi Han Yu turned and walked toward the office. She, in a white dress, was like a pure lily in the night.

As the saying goes, injured tendons and bones take a hundred days to heal; even the highest medical experts abroad, after using the most advanced medical methods, need at least half a month to cure this kind of injury.

Luo Yang knew very well that, given his condition, if his heart disease entered its late stage, like now, he could still die at any moment.

Lightning constantly struck the surface of the pagoda, yet golden light flowed across its surface, unharmed, actually swallowing all that lightning.

Liu Xia's patience was still good; Ye Qiu tried so many cars, and she remained enthusiastic throughout, though she did not understand the functions of these cars very well.

Speaking while enjoying the scenery, mostly about Fan Yuntong's mother and Zhi Du's matters, the Meng Long siblings could not get a word in.