Volume One, Chapter 28: Li the Second, Trapped in His Own Scheme
The moment they awoke, they found themselves covered in purple bruises, and every movement sent spasms of pain through their bodies, as though they had been brutally beaten. After helping one another to their feet, they were all seething with anger.
“Damn it! Did any of you see what happened?”
During the pre-match interview, Zhang Kong discovered that there were suddenly many more reporters gathered around him—almost as many as surrounded the star player James.
He had the distinct feeling that the other side was blocking him. Their sphere of influence seemed neither too close to nor too far from his position.
Forty-five minutes later, the two sides first confirmed each other’s identities by sonar. They then surfaced and contacted one another by radio.
Besides, everything he had said was true, wasn’t it? It was merely, just slightly, perhaps a little, too fantastical.
This time, Chu Tianshu had returned to visit his former teacher at his alma mater. Naturally, his purpose was related to the research report Yi Haitao was preparing to write.
“Betraying your teacher and destroying your ancestors? Hahaha! You’re nothing but an illusion, yet you dare speak to me of betrayal? Today, I shall cut you down here!”
Mo Feng finally came to his senses. The moment he spoke those words, the entire scene shattered. When he opened his eyes again, he was still lying in the forest beneath the night sky, with the fireflies hovering where they had been.
Hearing the dense gunfire from the first line of defense, Colonel Bouldo immediately raised his binoculars. Sure enough, one company had not abandoned its position.
A dragon fang wreathed in blood-red flames flashed past, cleaving the three-headed hound that had unleashed the wall of fire, together with the mangled corpse, cleanly in two. Its momentum did not falter; it shot straight into the sky and sliced apart the other three-headed hound as well, the creature still reeling from being battered by the starlight.
Then the order arrived. The soldiers carried ladders to the firing platforms. These were short ladders used to leave the trenches, and beneath each one, at least a squad of troops waited to launch an assault. While the riflemen took up their weapons, the machine gunners rested their guns on wooden crates to conserve their strength.
The hospital treating the injured executive of the International Olympic Committee was surrounded by layer upon layer of civilians. Although the police had stopped them outside, their furious roars nearly shattered the windows, and everyone inside the hospital could hear them perfectly clearly.
“No, absolutely not. He is a criminal who has committed a grave offense. He was sentenced to exile just moments ago. How could I hand him over to you?”
The county magistrate had taken Master Hong’s money and was determined to make Lian Zijie suffer terribly. If he released the man now, he would be in serious trouble. After all, Master Hong’s influence was greater even than that of a local official like himself.
Does she even know how to show her master a little respect? Ji Jiawei thought angrily, completely forgetting that the other woman had never agreed to become her disciple—and did not even want to.
“Yes, I was truly astonished. Driving corpses was very common during the Qing dynasty, but it vanished completely after liberation. In this day and age, you simply never hear of corpse-driving practitioners anymore. Yet Tang Zhaofu actually said he was going to drive Old Master Ma back. How could I not be surprised?”
“Realizing your mistake now is still soon enough. Just don’t do anything like that again. I don’t like seeing you behave that way.”
Han Jinfeng stroked Mo Qianqian’s head. Her smooth hair felt soft and pleasant against his palm.
“Shut up!”
After getting what he wanted, Qiu Qianjian still had the nerve to act aggrieved. In truth, he had regretted picking her up the instant he did so. He clearly wanted nothing to do with her, yet his body had refused to obey him.
Because of this, my mother nagged and scolded me for several days, blaming me for being too clumsy with words.
“Get lost!”
Zhao Tianming flew into a rage. He swung the great saber in his hand and charged forward. At the same time, the Soul-Calming Seal exploded, and a sheet of white light swept toward Zhang Dong. Killing intent emerged, like a gaping maw.