49 Absurd Delusions

“What! I mean the uniform! Bring it back to me! Don’t ruin her body!” The mafia boss snapped angrily. If his own assassin acted like that, wouldn’t it be pushing himself into the abyss of death?

Though they came from different units, one thing was true—they were all top elites in their respective fields.

Not long after they left, the thunderous march of the Korean army began to echo nearby...

Night fell, and before midnight, a deep drowsiness crept into Cheng Yuan’s mind.

“You still dare say you don’t care? You even called her ugly,” Kong Heren said, pointing at him, his finger nearly poking the other’s nose.

From behind came a sizzling sound. Crocodile Mountain Jun felt a premonition and without hesitation shifted back to his true form, simultaneously summoning his spiritual energy.

Song Xiaolin had left the Bei family and had now officially stepped into the acting profession. Although her salary was modest, she could support herself with hard work.

Seeing Boss Lei’s face grow darker with each passing moment, the four of them knew they couldn’t hold out much longer; those people would surely make their move soon.

Bai Mu looked at the pebble in his hand, sensing the envious gazes around him, feeling a bit puzzled. Were cultivators in the mortal world really this poor? What kind of reward was a pebble? Was he supposed to crack walnuts with it?

With a soft “plop,” the fish in Bai Mu’s mouth suddenly lost its flavor! He saw Xia Tao stroking another white cat—identical to himself except for a ring of lightning-shaped markings on its paws.

Chen Fulan heard Jiang Nian speak and suddenly remembered something, rushing over like clutching at a lifeline, her tone urgent.

Now, only he and I lived at home; Ling Xiao occasionally came by to clean. Besides that, the assistant and bodyguards didn’t live there, all residing in dormitories outside.

“Since this is wine bestowed by the Underworld King, you’d better drink it. Afterward, take a bath and prepare to be favored by the Underworld King. Don’t stay here covered in red bumps and spoil his appetite!” Long Wu said.

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“The artificial rainfall plan has already started, and it’s been going on for who knows how many days. It’s absolutely impossible to stop it. What I mean is, we need to find a way to force everyone inside the ancestral land out so that Wu Tianqiu will be compelled to eliminate all flora, fauna, and marine life himself!” Ye Huan said.

She wished she could tie a red bow at her chest and wear black-rimmed glasses to play the role of Conan.

Gu Shinan rolled down the car window, his dark phoenix-like eyes fixed unblinkingly on Wen Jiuling.

This even made her subconsciously want to help a friend who displayed endless anxiety and self-doubt before her.

Zhang Gang usually sat in the back row, but anticipating a key lesson today, he specifically took a front-row seat to listen.

But Blackmoya didn’t even look back; his hand sliced through the rain and fiercely struck Johnny, grabbing his neck and scolding him harshly.

In a certain area, just as the trapped people were at a loss, a huge shadow descended from the sky.

Sun Tian didn’t know that Li Yun and the others’ best plan for managing Shanhaiguan was to exchange billions of crystal stones.

“Heh, hopefully,” Dino gave up, although he had been hiding his strength. Even if he went all out, escaping the encirclement by Diablo and the three others was impossible.

Zhang Panda thought to himself, fortunately King had no interest in Nangong Wan. If he did, not only he but everyone else would be in trouble.

Yan Feng watched Bai Yichun talking on the phone and recalled how many classmates had skipped classes back in high school.

Bao Ke, caught off guard, engaged him in combat. Feeling his opponent’s power, especially their spiritual energy, which was the same as his own, his face instantly changed.

This meant Fu Wei hadn’t been knocked off but was clinging to a wall somewhere, waiting for the imbalance in her left side to subside.

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Li Zifeng and Wang Lele, descending from the spaceship, also launched their attack as the ship began firing energy cannons.

“Slow down, why do I only see one hundred and two geniuses?” an immortal from the Tianzheng Sect asked curiously.

Others knew sushi was thirty percent taste, seventy percent presentation, watching the God of Sushi’s fluid, skillful movements. Meng Fan, however, muttered about the small portion, wondering if fifteen minutes would be enough to fill him.

A burnt-off severed arm fell onto the sand; after a few breaths, it turned to a pile of ashes.

You Shuiyu occupied the fourth slot; when water elemental energy struck, it sounded like a roaring torrent.

No one saw these, but surveillance cameras hidden in every corner quietly recorded everything.

Jun Muhan glanced at her but didn’t follow her request to check her pulse; instead, he shoved the notes he had just written into her hand.

Mu Nuannuan raised her voice. Although Xu Hao called her “Young Madam” repeatedly, he never truly took her seriously.

Turning his head, his gaze passed over Li Peiyun and caught sight of Cuihua walking swiftly with the wind, her limbs moving like flying, easily overtaking him.

Wang An took a taxi to send Yang Yun back to the hospital. Seeing them get in, Nian Xi felt it was about time and rose to return to the company.

The good times didn’t last. A year later, Mu Shanyin went abroad to study and never contacted anyone again.