Chapter 203: Number 42 Drowned!

At this order, everyone, who had been slightly exhausted, was instantly injected with a shot of adrenaline and climbed up from the ground excitedly.

In previous training, they were long accustomed to physical training. No matter how much physical reserve they had, they were ultimately just the objects being trained.

They knew very well that in such an environment, the competition was about who could persist longer and who put in more effort.

However, the situation changed at this moment; shooting training...

The two stood quietly in mid-air, neither of them continuing to make a move, while constantly suppressing the injuries and power in their bodies.

It had been raining for the past few days. During this National Day holiday, it was finally good weather, so of course, they had to take the opportunity to harvest the mature things in the fields.

Wang Feng walked into the coffee shop with curiosity. The decoration inside could be described as magnificent, with a slightly European style. In such an environment, drinking coffee was truly the most suitable thing.

He sipped his tea with a smile and then said: "After the two girls from the Xifeng Villa left, I saw that your Eldest Senior Sister's expression wasn't very good, so I asked her how to handle it. Guess what Xiao'er said?" He deliberately kept them in suspense, his gaze falling on Jin Jiang, who was extremely nervous.

Crimson light was constantly condensing. In the void, one large fireball after another rolled out of the void, bombarding the location where Chu Feng was one after another.

"Yo, really? Could it be that he is more capable than my son?" Of course, in the eyes of the elderly, their own son is the most excellent.

Xiazhen didn't dare to stand up at all at this time, just turned his head to watch Shimiyuan sit on the ground. Countless fantasies arose in his heart.

Wang Ergou, seeing those people quietly retreating, laughed secretly in his heart. The opponent's forces were more than a hundred more than his own, but looking at the situation, it would be good if half of them actually fought.

Before sending the letter, Wangqing had already had a battle with this group of water thieves, and the result was a crushing defeat. If it weren't for Wangqing's personal guards sacrificing their lives, Wangqing might not be alive now. But Wangqing was also seriously injured in this battle, and more importantly, the Desolate Kingdom's navy was almost crippled.

However, Ruanqingyu didn't expect that Xiaolin was already very angry. Her speaking for Cuibin made Xiaolin even more angry, instead acting like adding fuel to the fire.

Carlos, a lieutenant of the 673rd Mechanized Infantry Company of the Human Empire Defense Force, thought so, but his finger was still on the trigger. As long as there was the slightest change in the other party's eyes, he would not hesitate to blow that green head into shit.

Huangjiuzhi thought of the support for Xiaozining that Huangyan said upon returning, and put it aside noncommittally, waiting until the engraving was finished before saying anything.

The golden Superman's face, etched like a golden sculpture, was filled with fury; his eyes condensed with monstrous rage, his fists were clenched tightly, and on his strong, golden limbs—his arms and thighs—bulging veins stood out like golden coiling dragons.

—I think the biggest difference between high school and university is "clothing." What kind of clothes do you want to wear to school?

Qiuyuancai nodded with an unchanging smile, but he knew clearly in his heart that Bian Feng would definitely not come to invite him deliberately. That matter back then could be said to have drawn a clear line between the two, and from then on, they were like strangers, you walk your sunny road, I cross my single-plank bridge.

Regarding Jiangchen's almost certain speculation, Zhoubeiping smiled and didn't say much.

It's only been thirty moves and it's like this. If I let Nizi perform the one hundred and twenty-eight styles, wouldn't I be cold?

He had a feeling that he was probably hard to return here. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be like this. It was just a few days of Spring Festival holiday. Even if he wanted to leave, he seemed to be able to linger here for another month or two. How could he have this feeling?

Behind, large swaths of yellow sand blew in, and the wind passing through the hall made a roar like ghosts crying and wolves howling. ===== CHAPTER 204 =====