Volume 1, Chapter 64: You Must Be Ah-Dong, Right?

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Last night, in the car, I listened to Ah Hai describe the process of capturing Little Snake and the others.
Ah Hai mentioned that Little Snake had locals escort them to the national border gate, and that his family members had already arrived there, promising to pay the locals as soon as they reached the gate.
At that time, I didn't take those words to heart, assuming the two of them had simply said that to trick the locals into escorting them.
However, Pheasant's words made me realize that it wasn't just a trick.
Little Snake's family members had indeed arrived at the border gate and were currently searching for Little Snake.
Pheasant said that when he came to work in the morning, he was intercepted by a man.
The other party asked him if he knew Li Kaifu.
I knew that Little Snake's real name was Li Kaifu.
Based on his own positioning, Muyi had just stepped into cultivation and was only at the first tribulation stage, yet he was basically capable of fighting fierce ghosts. Does that mean the first tribulation corresponds to fierce ghosts?
Xiao Yao swung his right arm, and a fierce surge of power suddenly burst out from the young man's arm, slamming heavily into the chest of the utterly shocked Golden Eagle.
Su Jin frowned, her probing gaze shifting over Ye Zhiyu's flickering eyes before she let out a gentle sigh.
"You old bastard, are you trying to fool ghosts? If you don't hand over the items right now, I'll burn you to ashes along with them!" the burly man glared at Old Mo and said.
The instantaneous transition from hell to heaven, akin to riding a roller coaster, left the several elders looking utterly bewildered. After a long while, their shocked gazes finally shifted from the night sky to Xiao Yao, the one who had created a miracle and brought them such a pleasant surprise.
Elder Jin Dai had not found any problems with him, which left him exceptionally depressed: surely they couldn't both be "distinguished guests"? But if one of them was an impostor, why couldn't it be detected? Could there really be such a disguise technique in this world that completely defies detection?
After all, once Muyi learned the curse of immortals and the truth behind the tribulation of becoming an emperor, even he himself lacked confidence, yet the other party seemed to believe in him even more than he believed in himself.
This time, Ling Yi did not head to the Endless Sea; instead, he chose a place he had previously wanted to visit but never had the chance—the Land of Dead Spirits in the Luoshui Empire.
"Jap! Saying that is an insult to the Koga Ninja Clan. I'm going to kill you!" Before Futao Erlang could speak, the superior ninja roared and launched an attack on Qin Han.
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With Xue Wu's guarantee, Cuixiang felt much more at ease. After all, Muyi was merely a Taoist priest, and in Cuixiang's mind, he was far less convincing than Xue Wu, the head bailiff.
An Yi decisively moved to snatch it, and after a few exchanges of their chopsticks, the dumpling finally landed securely in Tao Yan's chopsticks.
As soon as Situ Yunzong made his move, he unleashed a thousand sword essences. His sword essences were peerlessly sharp, far surpassing the thousand cudgel shadows of Murong Qianfeng, the Thousand-Peak Swordsman. Situ Yunzong did not possess Murong Qianfeng's innate divine strength, but his acquired vital energy far surpassed the sum of Murong Qianfeng's innate vital qi and innate divine strength.
I tried calling Ding Xin to explain my situation here, but unfortunately, there was no signal at all. I thought something was wrong with my phone, but after testing, I found that everyone's phones had no signal.
Suddenly, several consecutive artillery shells landed nearby and exploded, sending shockwaves and scattered stones flying everywhere, making it impossible for everyone to open their eyes.
Yet, judging simply from this brief profile—a mysterious national preceptor whose background was shockingly sparse—it left his mind ill at ease.
However, when Mu Jinyue raised her head and looked earnestly at Jun's mother as she uttered those words, Jun's mother suddenly understood.
Or rather, is it possible that those South Korean celebrities might suddenly transform into major provincial officials of our country?
This place had already penetrated deep into the underground, where danger lurked at every step. Deep within the monster nest, once a commotion was stirred up and noticed by the surrounding powerful monsters, they would undoubtedly face encirclement and relentless pursuit, leaving an extremely slim hope of survival.
Right now, even if the legendary Abandoning Heaven Emperor were to appear, Qilin felt he should still have the strength for a fight.
The government soldiers nodded and bowed obsequiously, and then the scholar entered the city directly without waiting in line, looking utterly dashing and carefree. The crowd broke into an uproar, yet none dared to say much.
At the thought of Tiandao Ling, Tsunade became extremely furious. She slammed the door and stormed out, ready to go find Tiandao Ling to have it out with him. However, after walking only a few steps, she stopped, and amid the puzzled gazes of Shizune and Jiraiya, she returned to the office to continue drinking tea.
Zhang Che muttered inwardly. Although she had a vague inkling of why she was here, she simply couldn't suppress the urge to complain inside.
If it were anyone else, at this moment, their battle body would likely not have undergone transformation, and their physical body would have already been burned to ashes by the spiritual fire.
After all, Gao Xanda was now a prisoner; who would want to chat with a prisoner? Yet, out of her professional ethics as a nurse, she unexpectedly did not proactively suggest leaving. This moved Gao Xanda deeply.
The two spoke in unison, exchanging words. Their original dispute over whether appearance or reputation mattered more had now completely shifted, turning both of their targets directly onto her.
The Four Directions Star Realm is famous not because they possess invincible powerhouses, but simply because they possess a formidable pioneering spirit.
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"Awoo... Awooo..." Blood foam continuously spilled from the evil monster's mouth as its body swayed unsteadily, before it collapsed to the ground with a thud, twitching a few times before drawing its last breath.
With that, Wang Yang decisively made his move. His soft sword moved like a dragon or a snake, and in Wang Yang's hands, its weight and momentum followed his every will.
Originally intended to avoid the Iron Corps and keep from attracting their attention, he hadn't expected it to be of such great help to them now.
"Wanda, surrender." Captain America, clad in his captain's armor, looked at Wanda standing beside Tiandao Ling and advised her.
He raised his wine glass and drained it in a single gulp. The Grand Princess also raised her glass, smiled gently at Hanini, and took a small, polite sip.
Fugaku held high hopes for Itachi. He hoped Itachi could reach Madara's level of strength in the future, but on the other hand, he did not want Itachi to develop "ideological problems in the future—refusing to unleash ultimate moves against enemies, yet unleashing them against his own village teammates." After all, he harbored hopes that Itachi might have a chance to claim the position of Hokage.
Every time, Qin Yi ended up bowing his head before Ji Xinglan's culinary delights. It was safe to say he would probably never bow his head to anyone else in his life.
Martial artists standing close to the two suddenly discovered that bloody scars were appearing on their own skin, forcing them to hurriedly flee even further away.
Although he had gone missing and left this parallel universe for three months, frequently clashing with the US government, he remained, like Thor, a member of the Avengers in everyone's hearts.
"What did you say? Tony Stark! He actually managed to steal my technology?" Hank Pym's expression changed drastically, clearly showing his extreme aversion to the Stark family.
"This is just your conjecture. They fly off together as a happy couple, while I am left in such a wretched state. I hate it—I hate this society, I hate the realistic Chen Cheng, and I hate everyone."
To outsiders, he was the endlessly glamorous young master of the Chu family, but in reality, he held no status whatsoever at home, completely reduced to an unloved figure neglected by both father and mother.
Most importantly, this man was extraordinarily arrogant, giving face to no one. Whoever provoked him, he dared to beat up.
This was no different from gold panning; it was trading adventure for capital. Once successful, his entire life's circumstances would undergo a heaven-shaking transformation.
Taking a deep breath to steady his breathing, he glanced at the tightly closed side door and finally pushed it open to step inside. The bar at this hour was very quiet; aside from a few waiters cleaning up, no other people were in sight, and this tranquility told him that no major incident had happened here.
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