Chapter 155 Please, Call Me Master

The Americans were not foolish; they acted swiftly. At the very first moment, they grasped the full severity of the situation. Cherishing their freedom, they would never allow the possibility of anyone enslaving them.

However, when he caught sight of Invincible East's sinful and alluring physique, he could no longer restrain himself. He wanted to kiss her, but at that exact moment, Invincible East gently raised a hand to block his lips.

No matter how hard he tried, the high school student's fingers seemed welded in place, clamping the blade firmly within his palm.

Wasn't it said they didn't need to do anything? As expected, they were all old foxes; Liu Meng was not foolish enough to agree directly.

Obviously, he could not admit to it. If he did, wouldn't that be tantamount to indirectly acknowledging that there was a heavy amount of artificial manipulation behind this incident?

When he heard that Du Xuanyu had attained a level just beneath the pinnacle tier, even he dared not boast that he could annihilate Du Hao with absolute certainty.

Ever since the monsters appeared in Lagos and the subsequent terrorist attacks on flights, Ye Feng and Lin Hanmo seemed to have vanished completely without a trace. There was no news whatsoever, and their phones were unreachable.

Although Rong Xiao was a descendant of an ancient clan, he was, after all, left behind in the mortal realm by his ancestors in the early years. His bloodline was extremely thin; while he possessed superior talent and had attained the Sovereign Realm by now, his understanding of the ancient clan was quite limited.

In the fourth trial level, Ye Feng was smiling—smiling with his face covered in tears. The knot in his heart regarding his parents finally erupted completely during the trials.

Judging by the forms of address, Yan Fenyi's was clearly more rigorous. This was because Lin Qing's current official title was the Grand Administrator of the Western Frontier, governing all military garrisons across the seven prefectures and four counties of the western region. This authority was considerably greater than that of Xiang Shaoyang, the former ruler of the Western Chen State.

Not to mention that White Wolf currently lacked divine blood and was therefore unable to summon his unicorn. Without a unicorn, he had no idea how he would manage to return to the chieftainship.

"Do you know that the abilities of these mechanical pets actually stem from the special powers of mutants and extraordinary humans?" Lorna continued to ask.

The efficacy of the mist formation was so formidable that it had managed to trap White Wolf within it for so long. In stark contrast, its core was remarkably fragile; White Wolf's fireball easily blasted it apart, and the white tree crashed heavily to the ground once it lost the support of its trunk.

Liu De finished handling some administrative affairs, stood up, and took a casual stroll through the back courtyard, looking out over the vibrant green gardens with a heart full of serenity.

This in itself meant that the probability of the Bolivians capturing the entire Northern Chaco region was virtually zero.

She was unaware of where her father was going this time or what he was going to do, but instinctively she felt a lingering reluctance to part, sensing deeply that her mother and the uncles were equally unwilling to see him leave.

Everything went smoothly. In the hands of a True Immortal, these ordinary disciples possessed zero capacity for resistance.

Long Xing had long since hidden behind a grove of trees, which happened to be less than twenty meters away from the Dragon-Scaled Saber-Toothed Beast.

His heart felt as though it were being torn apart—that hollow, agonizing sensation, akin to the feeling of losing everything he held dear.

Therefore, if Qi Lei wanted to go further down the path of making money, the most time-saving and effortless method was actually to find a "proxy."

At this, the other fierce beasts also snapped to attention. The rather unexpected situation before Ji Yao instantly transformed into a battlefield where multiple beasts competed for food, and the survival of the fittest was their primal instinct.

They could only watch helplessly as this incomparably massive palm, imbued with the force to split mountains and sunder seas, crashed down overwhelmingly.

"Heh..." Gazing at the sword in Li Ye's hand, Gui Tong revealed a wicked smile, and immediately after, his hand movements began to shift.

Upon catching sight of his own reflection in the water mirror, Jiang Li could not help but look surprised, instinctively raising a hand to touch her left eye.

Spanning a distance of over a thousand miles, even for Rong Cheng, it would require flying for the better part of a day. In the absence of flying magical beasts, this was an endeavor that heavily consumed spiritual energy.

This was actually the most effective way to refute the notion of Traditional Chinese Medicine as pseudoscience: others treated it as a priceless treasure, while we ourselves discarded it like worn-out shoes.

If they were to charge forward, they would likely be splattered in blood on the spot; it was far better to sit obediently right here and watch the show.

Not knowing how to begin comforting her, she could only pull out tissues one by one, handing them over, eager to see how Gu Man'er's mood was holding up.

"Now... if anyone dares to come, I will make sure they never return!" A fiercely stern expression suddenly surfaced on Wen Wan's face.

As for Xiao Tiantian and the Big Ice Berg, having lost the first game, they were clearly driven to make a last-ditch stand. Their defeat had not crushed their morale; instead, it further ignited their fighting spirit. They grew braver with every battle, transitioning from initially fighting independently to now executing coordinated feints to confuse our judgment.

The woods are vast, and all sorts of birds can be found in them; not everyone is worth trusting with one's innermost thoughts.

Tang Baobao looked up at the distance of nearly a zhang separating them, and at Li Min's comfortable posture leaning against the back of the sofa.

Zheng Zi, who was behind them, turned pale with fright upon seeing Zhang Zhi enter, and abruptly spun around to run toward the window, intending to leap straight through it to seek rescue.

Jing Sidhan calmly finished the last of his meal upon hearing this, then gracefully put down his tableware and tilted his head slightly to look at her.

She vaguely heard something, but failed to catch it clearly, prompting her to pause her crying and gaze curiously at Bai Yumin.

Indeed, the newcomer was none other than Liu Yi. Wang Jia was a squad leader under his command, so it was only natural for him to step in and rescue him.

At this point, she herself was somewhat unable to tell whether the other party genuinely liked her or harbored an ulterior plot.

Furthermore, when researching the 4G network, to avoid suspicion, they would certainly have to drag their feet and perform all sorts of futile experiments. Before his mother's chronic illness was rooted out, he could not possibly spend a massive amount of time on the research and development of 4G networks.

Yet in his subconscious—perhaps without even realizing it himself—there existed a sense of mission, or perhaps a sense of urgency, constantly urging him onward.

"Mom, an uncle is looking for you." Yulan ran to my side and pointed at President Fu, who was holding a box of Mengniu breakfast milk.

"Yang Lan, I am indebted to you, and I am grateful to you! You are a good person!" Wang Fang closed her eyes, grasped my hand tightly, and said with gratitude, bringing hot tears to my eyes.