Chapter 118: Brother, you must promise me that no matter what you hear, you are not allowed to get angry!

In the Palm of One's Hand Yan Chi 1286 words 2026-03-24 19:37:13

"Auntie, it’s A-Li!" Song Mi looked at Feng Shengzhi with urgent eyes.

Her message remained the same: put down the knife and do not hurt yourself!

Dealing with someone like Wen Yanyan did not warrant such a tragic outcome.

Yet, at that very moment, one of the men in black beside Feng Shengzhi moved, lunging forward to grab the hand holding the knife. "Ah!"

...

However, Su Yang discovered that he lacked the authorization to purchase ninety-nine percent of the items here.

"Then you should just find a seat and wait for a while. It will likely take some time," Qu Yi said, quite satisfied with Yin Mufeng’s response.

The enemy has already conquered Tanzhou and is currently advancing toward Youzhou. As the deputy military governor of Youzhou, can you really justify continuing to wander around the mountains with your troops, Zhang Zhifang?

Facing any predicament, I will never bow my noble head. I will march forward with my head held high; even if the path is fraught with hardships and deep ravines, I shall carve a smooth, level road for myself.

Although An Renjie was under Chu Ming’s control, with his life hanging in the balance, his men still followed closely behind, not daring to let their guard down for fear that Chu Ming might renege on their agreement.

Su Yang frowned. The human laboratory was built here specifically to study the phenomenon of animal awakening.

"I... do we know each other?" Xue Ning felt a bit awkward. She possessed none of the memories belonging to the original owner of this body, and faced with a sudden old acquaintance, she truly did not know how to respond.

What if I accidentally disturb the ancestors of the Zhang clan from the Tang Dynasty and they climb out of their graves to have a word with me?

"Since that is the case, I will notify them now to stop handling the media side of things," Li Mingyue said, making a move to pick up his phone.

Although Chu Ming was unharmed, he knew that Changlin was not his territory. The Lin family might not amount to much here, and Zhuang Kuohai acted like a spineless lackey; therefore, before he had sufficient strength, it was best not to linger in Changlin to avoid unnecessary trouble.

But Gladstone’s white armor was different from his own black armor. Ever since the use of anti-G fluid to solve the problem of overload, this kind of super-acceleration and super-maneuverability—averaging as high as 40G—would become the standard for mobile armor.

Daisy Higashino was a highly respected politician. The people loved her not only for her naturally approachable face but also for a more important reason: she understood their suffering and would shed tears for the hardships they endured.

Shen Yunna sat uneasily on the sofa, her eyes constantly darting toward the staircase. Bai Jing had gone up to retrieve something, and Shen was terrified that when she came back down, she might happen to overhear the things Jin Ziyan had said on purpose.

It was easy to imagine that if such an enemy appeared on the battlefield, it would be nearly impossible for the current Alliance to defeat them.

"First discipline oneself, then discipline others. If I, as a subordinate, were to arrive late, I would naturally have no face to make demands of the Seventh Prince," Zhou Xuan said without hesitation.

Bored, she looked around, her gaze sweeping over the courtyard, the interior decor, and the photographers, before finally settling on Shiraishi Mai.

Watching the scorpion that had just been struggling in his hands, its great pincers nearly stinging him, turn as docile as a pet dog in the girl's grasp, he was stunned.

Exposure to the air made the eyeball monster uncomfortable, but soon, countless nerve-like tentacles on its body formed a container to scoop up a large amount of lake water around the eyeball, while the remaining tentacles acted as oars to propel this giant orb toward the shore.

Li Youmei and Qin Rong, along with Cao Lulu, were the first connections she had made in college. Being roommates, they had a very good relationship, and Shui Qing truly valued this bond.

She turned her head and cast a faint glance; Bai Yi had not failed to notice her abnormality. Without the gentle, soft-spoken comfort she had offered in her previous life, she must surely hate her to death now. Ha, but so what?