Chapter 45

Lin Mu didn't mind Chang Li's words at first, but the moment she read out the first serial number, he lost his composure and gave her a speechless look.

Finally, the bullet stopped completely just an inch away from the tip of my nose. With a crisp "clink," it dropped to the ground and rolled away into some unknown crack between the stones.

Ye Yaoqiao was so startled she nearly fell out of her chair. Having made several mistakes right after stepping through the door, she felt utterly humiliated.

"My clansmen can find me, so why can't he?" Bai Xinghua looked at me with a somewhat defiant expression and asked.

On the third day after returning to the capital, Lin Mu began filming for *Survivors as Kings*. He didn't have an exceptionally large role in the script, so after consulting with the two veteran actors, he rushed to shoot his scenes in advance.

Although Han Shaoxun usually treated her with great indifference—even harshly, one might say—Ye Yaoqiao could sense that he genuinely cared about her.

Hearing this, I was overjoyed. For Fatty to have opened his base chakra was definitely something worth celebrating.

Han Shaoxun stared at the bowl for a long time, noticing a bit of brown medicinal residue left at the bottom. In a flash of insight, he recalled that kiss from the night before, which had left him feeling both thrilled and bitter.

Ever since leaving Guyang City, Xiao Yang had used Chiyan's fox-charm technique to disguise his strength as that of a first-tier spirit master. No wonder Yue Ningyi and Xu Mu had worn those expressions.

Come to think of it, Phoenix Mausoleum was, after all, their lair—a place they had inhabited for thousands of years. It was indeed inappropriate to let outsiders wander in and out casually.

Furthermore, the moment the captives were brought down, their jaws were simultaneously dislocated to prevent them from biting down on the poison hidden in their mouths to commit suicide.

The office was frighteningly quiet. Even though both of them had practiced medicine for many years and had witnessed all sorts of illnesses, they had never seen anything like this. It was simply atrocious and hair-raising.

"Yi Shuihan, you're nothing but a pretentious hypocrite. You betrayed Xi Yuyue, you failed Xi Yuyue, and you're just a patient infected with venereal disease." Wei Meng shouted at Yi Shuihan's back in a venting manner.

"What are you people trying to do?" She was snatching the child from that man's hands. If it were merely questioning, she would cooperate, but if they intended to harm the child, she would definitely not cooperate to frame anyone this time around.

"Sword Maiden, calm down and listen to me first." Seeing me so agitated, Su Ye took my hand and shook it, gesturing for me to compose myself.

I do not know how much time passed before Wei Meng finally withdrew his saber. By then, he was covered in blood from head to toe. The blade, originally wielded by Canglong, had lopped off countless heads and was notched with several jagged chips.

"No. If you like it, you should drink it yourself!" Han Qing looked at Lin Feng and spoke in a faint tone.

After walking closer, he pulled one out to take a look. They were all tied on with red ropes. What kind of family was this place, anyway?

There are millions of ways to commit suicide, yet Lady Uya chose to jump into a well—a method that really polluted the water source.

"Alright! I won't say any more. I just found it amusing!" Xue Fei spoke as if she had accidentally leaked a secret.

"Hey, Chu Yun, wait—" Before she could finish, her lips were sealed by Chu Yun. After a moment of astonishment, Shen Yu closed her eyes.

"This zombie seems to belong to a wealthy family in Renjia Town. Someone named Ma Madi took the job of transporting the corpse, and then lost it a couple of days ago. When the zombie appeared, it had already turned into this state." Wang靳 said this naturally to sow discord and complain about Ma Madi.

"Xie Xueming." Old man Xie knew he might as well be honest and simply stated the name.

Du Yujiao was knowledgeable enough to "bluff" her way through, but Zhan Feiyu was not so easily fooled. Under the bright lights, the bowl in Zhan Feihuang's hands contained nearly half a bowl of grease—a thick, oily layer, almost as if it had been deep-fried.

The boat had only a few dozen hands, oarsmen, and guards combined, all hired from elsewhere, completely unaware they were being used as bait. Suddenly ambushed by water bandits, they fought back with blades under the leadership of the guard captain, only to be driven back step by step in defeat.

Elam's injuries were not very severe; he had merely fallen unconscious, a fact Chu Yun had deduced immediately. Even so, he was sent to what was said to be the best hospital in the city—a luxury many heavily injured survivors of the explosion could not afford.

"What are you doing? Give me back the golden Buddha!" By this time, Shifang was no longer foolish and realized the blacksmith was no good, so he tried to retrieve the golden Buddha from the wooden bucket.

"Work is done; it's time to study." Elam stretched lazily, returned to his room, and turned on a computer of an unknown vintage. Chu Yun had used it yesterday and found it laggy beyond belief; he truly had no idea how Elam managed to use it.

The plan was roughly as follows: once the door was opened, everyone would run straight toward the subway entrance. The first person to arrive would immediately lift the barrier, while Donna and Old Wang would be responsible for shooting the surrounding zombies to cover everyone's entry into the subway.

"Please allow me to keep you in suspense for now. If possible, I'll go prepare immediately," Fang Erhai said with a grin.

As he spoke, he glanced at her bright black eyes amidst the misty vapor, and his heart softened into a pool of tranquil water.

"Don't tell me you're planning to go back to your maiden home?" Lei Changhao was slightly startled. Except for shortly after their wedding, when he had accompanied her back to her parents' home once, she had never mentioned returning to the Guan family since.

Guan Wanchang had personally taken his grandson there later because the child liked the military camp and had made a fuss about going. It had made all of Guan Wanchang's peers among the generals green with envy; whenever Fu Bao was mentioned, everyone adored him.

Earlier, she had been full of swagger and bravado, arrogantly threatening to kill him, but now she was acting cowardly and playing the pitiful card.

Xu Qing was not someone who spoke lightly. Since she could praise her brother like that, he definitely possessed extraordinary qualities.

Hearing her weak voice, Mu Nanyi no longer had the heart to care about why she and Mo Zhanbai were in such a state.

To everyone's surprise, Sang Qiao's parents neither met Guan Mo's gaze nor uttered a single word about Sang Qiao.

"You seem to be in a very good mood." Lei Changhao held a freshly lit cigarette between his slender fingers.

Tang Xinya still harbored anger within her. That jerk Tang Xinli hadn't asked about her or Sky for all these years, and now, what do you know? He was hypocritically trying to find Catherine. When someone was on the verge of death, what difference did it make whether they met or not?

Everyone looked in terror at Jiang Liushi. He had taken over Huaxia City only a day or two ago, and his iron-fisted methods were spine-chilling.