Chapter 162: The Death of Kennedy! (4.8k)

"You kid know about this too?" This was the first reaction in Lin Ran's mind.

Then he quickly realized that the other party worked for Soviet Russia.

Either directly or indirectly working for Soviet Russia.

Lin Ran vaguely knew that Soviet Russia knew Kennedy was going to be assassinated, and then tried every possible way to pass the news to Kennedy; it seemed there was such a thing.

"Who are you?" Lin Ran asked.

The other party took out a hammer and sickle badge from his chest.

"Looking for—"

"The two younger brothers have good eyes. Let this elder brother send this evil Daoist back to his hometown first!" Wukong gave a cold laugh, leaped up like a sharp flash of lightning, jumped in front of Bei Zhenshan, and with all his might, threw a punch at his temple.

She had thought it through very clearly, opened her mouth, but simply could not say that "I agree."

'Flower' Qingyi clicked his tongue and advised with regret: You can't kill Situ Jiannan. If you are blindly persistent, you will very likely be killed in the end.

This sound of a cicada made Long San's offensive weaken slightly, because he did not expect that Jin Chanzi would suddenly imitate a cicada, and imitate it so well that it was simply like a real cicada. But Jin Chanzi's cicada sound did not stop Long San's determination to kill him, because that sword had not stopped.

Throughout the entire process of the movement, Kali's eyes were always locked with Kalete's, never shifting even half a step. That calm gaze was faintly concealing scorching, poisonous hatred.

Li Tianyou didn't even look at Zhang Jietian; he swept all the money on the gambling table over to himself.

Slowly, the Rakshasa State Preceptor Xiu Luosha, who had lived in seclusion for many years and did not ask about the imperial court but only about the immortals, also heard some discordant voices.

Accidentally seeing Priest Feng Zhuo appear on the floating island made Ding Huo's sense of crisis increase. In addition, the law enforcement team still had not let the Flying Bird sisters go and still kept them imprisoned, which also meant that the law enforcement team had not given up their suspicion of the Flying Birds. Various factors combined made Ding Huo realize that the situation was extremely dire.

Due to full preparation, a detailed plan, and appropriate political decrees and effective measures, which allowed everyone to use their talents and everything to be used to its fullest, only a few years later, the Northern Qi State had farmers with their own land and residents with their own houses, and the whole country presented an unprecedented scene of prosperity.

"What happened?" the Sect Master asked anxiously. In the darkness, their eyes met, and the Sect Master suddenly felt that Wu Ming could see things. The Sect Master held up a lamp and saw the mess on the ground.

"I understand, Mother. I just... sometimes it's a bit painful when I think about it. In a few days, when Ke'er is on leave, I will bring him to see you, Mother." Consort Yang Shu reached out to gently wipe away her tears, raised her eyes, and spoke while looking at Empress Xiao.

This naturally made Yang Chao not understand what he meant. However, although he didn't understand, the other few all knew in their hearts. After looking at each other, Mao Jianqiu spoke up.

After lying down again, the Empress could not sleep no matter what. As soon as she closed her eyes, she seemed to be able to see Li Yuanji and Li Jiancheng covered in blood, dying with their eyes wide open.

Although this was the first time Wang Qiu had met Wang Huai, after all, the two were cousins and were both of the same age. Plus, Wang Huai was now wearing his brother's skin while talking to her.

However, there was still something wrong with this, which was that Mao Jianqiu and their main team actually lost another game in the subsequent competition, and it was to a team that had previously been recognized as having the lowest strength: the Chuzhou Geological Institute's second main team.

However, this made Yang Chao a bit embarrassed. If he didn't call him "Senior," should he call him by his full name? Or should he call him "Upperclassman"?

"Father Emperor, may this son say a few words?" Li Shimin suppressed the anger in his heart and spoke while meeting the High Ancestor's gaze.

Originally, this was a game with no highlights at all, just because Zhan Musi had performed sluggishly in the last game, and many people were discussing before the game whether Zhan Musi's state could return to form tonight.