Chapter 147: Give the Poor a Hand

As Gu Yunying opened the door and stepped out of the car, a middle-aged man nearby was opening the door of a Mercedes.

The moment he saw her disheveled hair and flushed complexion, he instantly guessed what had happened. His face twisted into an extremely vicious expression.

Yet he said nothing. After getting into his car, he took a photograph of Cao Mang’s vehicle, sent it to someone, and left a message:

“No one in that car can leave the Imperial Capital alive.”

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In addition, the Ghost King possessed a super-spatial device. The orders he gave the undead legion were to plunder the empire at any cost and, likewise, to increase their own strength by any means necessary.

I discovered a child beneath the table in the corner of the front hall. His breathing was faint, and his body trembled slightly. Drawing on my years of medical experience, I judged that he had suffered serious injuries and was struggling desperately to endure the pain.

After the undead cavalry had looted the local camp, they calculated the time and began tampering with the only route from Amur City into the West Kunlun grasslands. Slaughtering the Russian Empire’s five hundred thousand troops would indeed take considerable time—and that was more than enough for the Russian vanguard to arrive.

With the dragon and phoenix gone, the wall did not close again. Instead, the mirror swiftly contracted downward and fell to the floor with a crisp clang, leaving behind a screen of light that shimmered faintly.

Ma Wanling immediately tensed from head to toe. But before long, her body went limp, and she clasped Chu Haoran’s neck tightly, responding passionately to him.

Nan He watched her with deeply furrowed brows, as though staring long enough might somehow allow him to understand the reason behind it all.

The black wheel bore no ornate patterns. It was simply enormous, filled with the power of death, and its overwhelming pressure instantly flooded the surrounding air.

“This was specially made by a professional I sought out. Open it and take a look.” As Lu Yan spoke, he took out a rectangular box and handed it to Daisy.

Although she had never given birth, she had at least seen educational programs and television dramas about it, so she understood a little—just a little.

The meal was simple: some flatbreads, meat soup, and a whole roasted lamb. Apart from Tan Yun and Master Huiyi, who ate no meat, the others divided the lamb among themselves. Naturally, the two burly men, Evil Wind and Chang Shixiong, ate the most.

Looking at her clothes, spattered with bright-red drops of blood, Jing Lichen’s eyes were filled with heartache and remorse.

When the team members returned to Chen Zhi Gymnasium, they were all sitting in the stands, looking thoroughly wined, dined, and satisfied.

Xia Ling did not return home until ten that night. She entered with a foolishly happy smile on her face, only to see that Xia Jianye and Yang Xinyi were both still awake, sitting on the sofa in the hall. Neither spoke. Though they were husband and wife, they looked like complete strangers.

“Was I wrong?” Geng Haoshi did not exercise regularly himself, so he naturally knew very little about sports stars of this kind.

At once, Ancestor Wentian grew curious and decided to test him. He wanted to see what, exactly, was so remarkable about this Yang Yi.

For the rest of the game, the key players from Tiancheng University of Science and Technology continued to control its pace.

The final three exercises were all jumping drills: toe-jump training, squat-jump training, and vertical-jump training.

“All right. Then wait here.” After hearing this, Liu Yang’s eyelid twitched. He threw out those words, turned around, and walked out of the interrogation room.

The players all glanced left and right. None of them wanted to make eye contact with Tony, lest their names be called.

“No, Weiwei. I want you to help me look into the records of Madam Zheng’s delivery back then.” Lu Tangtang’s words were astonishing.

Ji Nuanxin assumed that Ji Anqi was being so obedient now because her words the night before had frightened her.