Volume 1, Chapter 50: Leng Huaping's Confession

"Big brother! A leopard cannot change its spots! It's impossible to make him change right away, so I'll still need to guide him properly in the future," Xu Li said with a bright smile as she looked at her husband.

Following that, Senior Colonel Meng Hu led the five trainees to the logistics department to retrieve the personal items they had deposited upon entering the training camp. Wei Feng's belongings consisted only of a set of clothing, a Magnum revolver, and a mobile phone. He had arrived in a rush back then and was simply unable to bring too many things.

Unfortunately, he never considered himself a gentleman. If anyone crossed him, he would repay it tenfold or a hundredfold.

Once the reports were finished—detailing how Ice Blade's attack on the prison had failed, and how the news of Wang Ping possessing the rabies virus had been spread by the figure in the black robe—Qin Ming's expression remained entirely unperturbed. At this moment, he finally displayed a trace of the demeanor the former City Lord Qin used to possess.

The young doctor was still lingering on the memory of Quan Yinxiang's radiant smile toward him just moments ago. Instead of pursuing her further, he merely watched her back as she walked out of the hospital.

Zhang Xiang was momentarily stunned. He had already come to view Utrecht as his second hometown and did not want to leave, yet he truly yearned for a broader horizon. Because these two opinions conflicted, he had always been reluctant to think deeply about it. Now that a reporter had brought it out into the open, he was at a loss for how to respond.

"How is the sealing of the number one disinfection chamber?" Jin Shan knew that chambers one and two were the ones with the best protection, but he still needed to confirm.

"It's not just a matter of being good; it's something we must do. Otherwise, once the influence of the Ling Family Manor grows too large, the one in danger will be our organization," Wei Feng said calmly.

Perhaps they could be considered elite blade demons! They were called elite blades... precisely because their familiarity with the long blades in their hands had already surpassed their own lives.

Yet Li Daqiu attached such great importance to it! Yuan Zhenxia could be certain there must be something extremely unusual about this embryonic specimen, but he could not discern its special qualities at all! Getting no answers, the three sisters kept asking questions again. Chen Aniu still did not reply, simply staring fixedly at the specimen.

Indeed, at this very moment, the expression on Captain Lu's face turned gloomy, terror flashing in her eyes. Staring fixedly at Li Xin, she was completely speechless, frozen in a daze.

"Aiyah, what on earth are you two playing at with these riddles? What is 'yes' and what is 'not yes'? Aren't you tired?" Feng Qianchen complained with a headache.

A flintlock! It turned out this old artisan also had a hobby of collecting firearms. Wang Fu took the gun and immediately sensed that something was wrong with it. He could not find the curved doghead holding the match on the lock, but the trigger was connected to a striking pin instead. This... could this be a flintlock rifle?

He wanted to go berserk, to summon the pride of the Yamato nation, to bring out the status and methods of the Black Dragon Society president, and to make the Chinese understand what thunderous fury meant.

Tugging at her sleeve, she cast a deep-eyed look in the direction where Liyie had departed. Originally, she still had many questions she wanted to ask him, but right now, she felt an even stronger urge to beat him to a pulp.

"Exactly, classmate Li Xin, why don't you tell everyone what on earth happened?" The head teacher could no longer hold back, feeling equally perplexed as to why Li Xin would act this way.

Moreover, she still had tens of thousands of vitality stones in her storage ring that she could use, so she didn't need to worry about her vital energy being insufficient.

One had to know that in the vast realm of the Demon World, there were only ten experts at the Demon Emperor level. Yet from this single strike, more than half of them had been destroyed. The situation where the Demon World originally held a slight numerical advantage over the Immortal World in terms of Demon Emperors was instantly overturned.

Without further ado, Hu Ao flicked his wrist, and three divine artifacts drifted out from his universe ring. They consisted of two staffs and one banner, all of which were top-tier divine artifacts. Only the God of Pride back in the day would have had the capital to nonchalantly produce three top-tier divine artifacts without even blinking.

The Great Sluice Gate existed in the form of an arcade hall, but in reality, it was an underground casino. Everyone local in Shaying knew of the Great Sluice Gate's existence, and Song Paiyu often heard colleagues mention it, knowing that the waters running through the Great Sluice Gate were very deep and ordinary people simply could not afford to provoke them.

Not long after returning to the city, dust billowed wildly outside the walls. Wang Yan, leading the Yellow Turban rebels who had surrounded the South Gate, arrived first at the East Gate.

"Definitely. I listened for a long time. This Liu Baozhi took money from Yong-ge and the others yet failed to do the job. What a damn bastard!" Wang Jian replied with absolute certainty.

Everyone looked heavily at Zhu Qingyun, and Wang Baoyu even put on a deeply aggrieved bitter-melon face, clutching his mushroom-shaped hair in agony and letting out a wail of "I can't take this anymore."

Exchanging blows for another five rounds, Zhang Feiyuan grew increasingly valorous, thrusting his spear at Gao Gan. Seeing this, Wang Zhao and Cen Bi hurried to rescue him, but unexpectedly, Zhang Feiyuan's serpent spear turned and lunged at Wang Zhao instead, piercing straight through his throat.

Tang Yun was not here to kill enemies! The work he had to do was akin to being a "gate guardian," not the job of a "god of war."

Qin Hao did not force the issue either. In any case, should a real crisis arrive, he could instantly bring Su Jiaxue and the Azure-Feathered Bird into his own world without any danger.

"I'll give you a chance: transfer your nightclub to us. From now on, if you're willing to follow Uncle Da, you stay; if you aren't willing, take the money and get lost as far away as you can," Bai Yuxin said with casual lightness, as if she were completely certain of acquiring Da Tuo's nightclub.

The closest city to the village was Chaoyang City. The old lady took a bus there, casually found an antique shop, and said, "This is handed down from my ancestors. How much can you give me for it?"

The number of cultivators who had broken into Rift Valley City was small, and the strongest among them was merely at the Martial King realm. At this point, they were turtles in a urn with nowhere to run, facing only death.

Zhang Yuanhao looked out toward the outer light barrier, only to see the outside world distorted like a pitch-black seabed. From time to time, bizarre whirlpools intersected, and daylight-like cracks of light opened and closed. All these phenomena vanished in an instant, leaving no trace behind.

Standing beside Hua Shaoqing, how could Marquis possibly fail to sense this surging anger from Hua Shaoqing? He couldn't speak either, and could only look down, hoping those people wouldn't utter any more arrogant remarks.

Finally, the lens settled on Divine Capital City at the center of the mainland. This incomparably towering, weathered ancient city lacked its former extravagance and flashiness, carrying a trace of desolation instead, yet giving an even more stunning and resilient feel.