Chapter 85: Kill Without Hesitation

But several seconds had already passed, and not only was there no sound of something heavy hitting the ground, there wasn’t even the splash of a liquid. Could it be that this senior had managed to evade it completely?

When he finally opened his eyes, the scene before him shattered everything he thought he knew.

Someone had died, but it wasn’t the master; rather, it was Yuan Hao, who had just been thrusting his sword at the master moments ago!

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His brain subconsciously issued countless commands to his torso and limbs, which was why Oda’s whole body trembled and even convulsed.

“The village rules are rigid, but people are alive. Why are the villagers here so stubbornly inflexible?” Xu Qian sighed helplessly, her face full of exasperation.

Chen Fan chose a crane, soared into the sky, the wind howling past him, and couldn’t help but feel a surge of emotion.

“This is how you open the door!” Zi Lingtian walked up to a door, pressed a switch, and explained.

In the end, the Geluolu rebel army was steadily forced into retreat, while Mou Lianlian, shielded by his trusted guards, withdrew to what had once been the administrative mansion and was now the rebels’ command post. Coincidentally, this command post was precisely the target under heavy surveillance by Wang Gang’s Second Company of the Special Operations Battalion.

Chen Fan apologized sincerely. Only then did he understand why he was asked to pick up Mudan at the airport; it turned out, she had just survived a brush with death. Although he still didn’t know what Mudan had been through, he could sense the gravity of her ordeal.

Years of wandering in the cultivation world had trained Wang Hou to observe and contemplate everything around him with care, always seeking to uncover the reasons or connections behind things.

As Fang Xu recounted these experiences, his voice was tinged with awe, and those listening nearby were equally astonished and deeply moved. There was also a trace of reverence towards Qing Lianyi—clearly, everyone now regarded her as a formidable force to be reckoned with.

It was like a cat playing with a mouse, giving its prey hope, letting them think they were about to escape, only to order the destroyers to open fire and hit them. Watching those fishermen move from hope to despair, and then slowly perish in that despair—isn’t that a delightfully cruel game?

Su Ming’s eyes were filled with terror, but he was so paralyzed he couldn’t speak, only able to glare at Li Yang with a mixture of overwhelming fear and gnashing hatred.

At that moment, Old Su followed behind Su Yang and quickly tugged at his arm, signaling that now was absolutely not the time to act rashly.

That was why they came to Xiao Ran, hoping to use him to find out where Ye Feng had been sent.

Alice lay aggrieved at the old man’s bedside—this was where he rested, and unless absolutely necessary, no one would come to disturb him.

As Nangong Yan spent less and less time with Jiang Jinghe, she began to sense that perhaps her gamble had been the wrong one.

But at the mention of this topic, the image of Demon Ape Tiange flashed through her mind. If she had once secretly admired the Ice Phoenix leader Feiyue, could it have been him all along?

And of course, with the college entrance exams just around the corner, nearly every teacher would sternly warn their students to focus wholeheartedly on their studies and not let their minds wander.

A dark cloud had already gathered over Zhao Xue’s pretty face; if looks could kill, he would have died a thousand deaths by now.

As one major issue after another was resolved, Wang Yang grew more impressed with his own capabilities, and his confidence in himself soared.

Even Qin Qianying himself hadn’t expected to ultimately choose forgiveness, which only showed how deeply he must have loved Lian Rongrong back then—so much that, in the end, he abandoned even his pride.

Those below had only come to check after hearing a commotion, but when Elder Heipi said it was nothing, they yawned and returned to quiet corners to continue their naps.

Su Yan’s expression grew a shade colder, and she found herself worrying for Bai Jing’s safety. After all… without Bai Jing, she really would become a zombie.

These words brought sudden clarity to Liu Sanshi. It seemed that Fan Liuzeng really had been brainwashed. Fortunately, Fan Liuzeng was reaching his breaking point—his brazen expression made it obvious that, with a little gentle persuasion, he would soon reveal the truth.