Chapter 150: 148. Calamity (5K, 1/1)

148. Calamity (5K, 1/1)

Zhou Chang first wrote a few lines on paper.

He stared at those lines, frowning as he began to think:

"Walking through the 'mining area' under the identity of a response body, one must do things that fit that 'response body' identity.

Looking for Old Man Yang, Bai Xiue, and the others can only be done in secret.

They have never been without a stint in the mining area, nor do they have any experience of modern life; they are very likely to act in ways that don't match their respective response bodies, and thereby attract some

A boat sailing against the current must advance or retreat. Qin Hao didn't know whether he was deceiving himself; take it one step at a time.

The more practical way to put it is: every tribe I can see must call me Big Brother, the tribute they give me on holidays cannot be short, whoever disobeys you go cut them down for me. The benefit is, from now on you have my protection; whoever dares bully you is giving no face to me, the Heavenly Khagan.

Mm, thinking this way, Bai Jin's mood improved a little more. In any case, the fact that she offended so many people was the fault of that cheap father of hers... ahem.

Doctors are all old hands; since there's still disagreement, they can only keep trying blind treatment. What if Western medicine cures it? Then there's no need to find so-called Chinese medicine, let alone that only Chinese medicine can create miracles.

"I don't understand what Big Sister means. In any case, the household has no money, we're all poor." Bai Xuan snorted, continuing to speak stubbornly.

It really was Vivian. He looked around—there was nothing unusual. What was Vivian hiding here for?

Now, Pei Xingjian was actually only one step away from being a true big shot, but sometimes that one step was as hard as ascending to heaven. High position but light title—that described people like him. Put plainly, his foundation was unstable. If he could win this battle, a duke would be hard to say, but a marquis should be secure.

"I hear your stone-gambling skills are impressive. Let's not play the old routine—how about we gamble on people?" Yang Chen said with a smile.

"Fine, tomorrow. We'll meet here again tomorrow." Ye Fei raised his glass and downed it in one go to the councilman.

"Sister Chen, what's wrong? Something on your mind?" Chen Jiaolu had arrived. Even though I was now the general manager, I still had to keep her company—there was no helping it; her family's power was considerable.

He sighed dejectedly, then turned his head to see Cheng Jianshe already carrying Meng Zhu, who was drunk and half-dazed, away.

"Good, good," Zhang Ma beamed so hard her eyes narrowed into slits, nodding again and again, her gaze never leaving Lin Miao.

She hurried to the main house to tidy up, and along the way cleaned out the bedroom, clearing space and arranging the instruments in the right direction.

"Squad leader, right side, three o'clock has someone. You all pass through between those two cars in front!" Li Yu's voice came over the channel.

When the words fell, her gaze fixed steadily on Leng Xin, trying to read from her expression whether she was sincere.

Qiao Zhengchong had countless regrets, but even now, if given the choice, he still could not change his habits.

They first carefully inspected the high ground, mainly to see whether the enemy had set up surveillance equipment there, or posted hidden sentries and the like.

It's just that this conjecture has never been confirmed, because the Eternal Void is too vast—even if a Chaos God-Demon flew for hundreds of millions of years, they still could not reach its end, hence the name Eternal Void.

"Please ask Steward Wu to fetch a set of clean clothes for the Duke and help the household physician treat the Duke's external injuries." Wei Dong thought for a moment, then spoke.

Fang Yan smiled slightly, said nothing, but twisted to glance at the three black-clad men surrounding him.

I don't know what that thing is, but Wu Fei had already begun attacking it. The talismans played a decisive role at this point—clearly it feared the talismans. Whenever the flames bursting from a talisman touched it, it would immediately dive into the water.

I waited in the distance. During the wait I made an unexpected discovery: I saw several incomplete corpses on the ground far away. From their clothing they were Japanese. It seemed Zhang Yifan had indeed been here, but where had he gone?