Chapter 146: Taxes Are Only Within Machine Gun Range

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Protagonist:

Milton

Mins

"'Tax Collector.' Once the mission officially began, Flora also became serious. She looked at Milton and instructed, 'Remember, as long as something is abnormal, immediately prepare to withdraw, prioritizing your own safety.'"

At this time, the UH-1 equipped with an auxiliary fuel tank had already taken off, hovering over the helipad, while the ground crew below quickly hoisted various firepower and ammunition.

Brandon was responsible for operating the machine gun, Yishimiya for sniping, counting the two groups of helicopters

Still like last time, Mo Fan added various poisons into the container one by one in the order Ru Yan said.

A strand of sunlight before his eyes was directly blocked outside the car because the car door was slammed shut, but Meng Jiaqi seemed to still hear the quarreling inside.

This kind of courage, spirit, and strength had already made him feel deeply convinced; Mo Fan was the object of his worship and learning.

Since she could ask this question, it meant that Kaguya had told her nothing about it. If he said he was Jiang Qijun at this time, it probably couldn't be explained clearly in a few words, and he also didn't want his secret known by too many irrelevant personnel.

He raised his eyes and coldly swept over the carriage; Jing Shuran inside still sat there without moving at all, as if this sudden assassination had nothing to do with him.

However, what Lu Ming didn't expect was that now the people who wanted to study the script with him were not just Li Anan alone.

Although Faruzaka Ryone could always cause trouble in unexpected places, when really working she was still fully dedicated and very serious. The filming progress was much smoother than he had expected.

Ancient people practiced martial arts almost always against people, rarely thinking about how to cleverly kill a wild animal if they encountered one. Su Mei was the same; facing this hungry tiger, she seemed somewhat strained.

As an old top-tier entertainment company in the country, although Huayi had been going downhill in recent years, and its market value was falling, many artists it had made famous had left the company due to its frugality and established their own studios.

Yang Shi saw Mo Fan rushing straight over, a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes! He could tell that Mo Fan's attack was completely coming to get beaten! There was not a bit of skill.

Feng Shang continued, "It's the Priest Family." In the past, the Priest Family was the Grand Sacrificer of the Kyushu Royal Family, so what they could touch was naturally not just a little bit of surface power.

Wang Baoquan thought someone was peeping, and this act of Rousong immediately distracted his attention. Only to see Rousong straightly bump against his leg, and look back at him.

In the dream, Consort Xian was still the most favored person; the Emperor dined and slept with her, talking about General Yao's military exploits. The Queen still treated the Emperor with respect as guests, staying there a few days a month.

Hearing Mo Zining say this, Qingfeng immediately got angry; no matter who it was, hearing someone curse their horse would absolutely not be happy.

He finally understood his father's tricks, but his father's methods were various and ever-changing.

A trace of indulgence flashed in Feng Xie's eyes; now he had gradually recovered to normal, only the martial arts learned in his previous life still needed a period of time to integrate and comprehend. Fortunately, during this period Mo Er was also busy, so he could take the opportunity to practice recovery.

Qingyan gritted her teeth, expending tremendous effort, finally supporting Mo Zining up the steps and into the Ding Prince Residence.

Feng Honglie said nothing; he was thinking of what Feng Xie said back then: See clearly how you wronged me in your previous life.

"Don't you want to watch the play? The stage just set up is right ahead, everyone see if it's there?" Mo Zhenxian hurriedly changed the subject.

"Ling'er, what you like is just the current Jin Ye." Feng Ming couldn't help but interject; he saw his royal father looking like he hated iron for not becoming steel, and found it somewhat funny.

I am originally a person with quite strong self-esteem; if others ignore me, I won't bother with them either.

Although this place is called the Ability User Prison with 'zero escape rate,' Hongling doesn't think she can be trapped here for long.