38. Everyone’s True Identities Are Revealed (Revised)

Su Xiaorou nodded. Although she was anxious about the Haifeng Group, some things could not be rushed. If she did not deal with those who were causing trouble at the construction sites, there would be endless trouble ahead.

"Uncle Zach, as you can see, our tribe is now a tribe in name only. From this moment on, the Ironwood Tribe no longer exists!" Mu Yu felt a heavy heart as he said this, and the tribe members lowered their heads in silence.

After all, we still need to help Zui Lanlan find this so-called 'Messenger of the True Dragon,' and we must reach the exact location of the new town before the other guilds do.

"Xuerou, you have school early tomorrow morning, go to bed early," Qi Dahai said to Qi Xuerou.

The taxi driver sitting in the driver's seat felt very innocent. He poked his head out to take a look, but the man, radiating an imposing and luxurious air, had a cold demeanor and bloodshot eyes. It looked like he was in the middle of a fit of rage, so the driver wisely swallowed his words. These powerful figures were not people he could afford to offend.

Thinking of this, Yaofeng, after dodging Mu Yu's impact, immediately condensed all his spiritual power. His protective divine aura reached its maximum capacity, enveloping his entire body in a form visible to the naked eye.

Three intense explosions went off simultaneously, the sound deafening. The entire ancient castle shook violently; if such explosions were to occur again, it was uncertain whether the entire structure would collapse.

"Ye-yes, of course I believe you," Muto Lang hummed comfortably, though he was somewhat puzzled as to why Chen Xiang would ask him such a question.

At this moment, after he finished speaking, he did not continue the conversation with Kun Sha, because with Kun Sha's years of experience, he should understand exactly what was meant. Back in the days of the Hua Gang, and now with the New Hongmen, Hua Feng had purged traitors many times. The Golden Triangle was even more complex, so the issue of traitors was nothing unusual.

Furthermore, the most important thing was that Batian Fist still had a trump card—the red parrot following by his side. I believe everyone has not forgotten the scene of its previous duel against Shi Luoye.

An object with fully functional limbs and torso like this is best described as an engineering robot.

***

The officer smiled faintly again, extended his hand to shake Morrison’s in a friendly manner, and introduced himself.

Huang Zhong was not one to take insults lying down. He took the iron-backed bow from his back, grabbed a carved-feather arrow, and without even aiming, fired it casually. The bow was like a full moon, the arrow like a shooting star. Before the man on the city wall could react, he was struck in the rectum by the arrow and died from the internal injury.

"That's great. Mr. Li, you should come with us after the meeting ends. I am worried that the Tiantu Group will give you trouble. Daoist Lu's cultivation is beyond your imagination, but due to a promise, I cannot tell you..." Zhao Yushu invited him happily upon hearing the middle-aged Daoist's words, though he hesitated at the end.

Even with Lu Tao's thick skin, he couldn't help but be at a loss for words at this moment. Perhaps it was psychological, but the smile on Liang Shan's face always gave him a chilling sensation, though he couldn't quite put his finger on what was abnormal about it.

Long Zhiyan sat in the second row to watch—wearing glasses without lenses, a winter cotton hat, and of course, a specially crafted sexy beard, among other clever disguises.

Just after the flat-topped policeman demanded an answer, a resonant response rang out from outside the door, and then a young man in a suit walked in leisurely.

That man was Liu Qi. It turned out that Liu Qi had heard that Liu Bei was heading east with 100,000 soldiers and civilians, so he quickly mobilized all the ships at Fankou to come and provide support. Seeing that Liu Bei was safe and sound, Liu Qi was overjoyed and immediately ordered his flagship to dock so Liu Bei could board. At the same time, Liu Qi ordered the naval fleet to fire upon the Cao troops on the shore.

"Auntie, how is it? Do you feel much better now?" After completing the task, Liu Badao said cheerfully to Fang Tingting's mother.

Zou Chuan had a very strange feeling, as if his body had merged with the vast grassland. A mysterious aura connected him to the plains, and in that instant, his spiritual power made a qualitative leap. With just a single thought, he could control hundreds of square meters of energy—something unthinkable before.

The three of them searched the room thoroughly, but apart from finding several thick stacks of cash in the cupboard, they found nothing else. Cao Shengli stared longingly at the pile of money, his expression one of hesitation.

Bai Xiaowei helped Qin Yuan stretch his muscles and bones, breaking into a sweat. She rose quietly and looked at Qin Yuan's sleeping profile, shaking her head slightly.

***

Shuddering, Tang Chen laughed at himself: How could this be possible? The idea of losing one's memory from shopping too much sounded far too fantastical; it wasn't scientific at all.

Master Jue Li did not look at Lu Xuan again; he simply pressed his palms together, looked up at the firmament, and chanted a Buddhist prayer.

Of course, this situation had no impact on me. A week after leveling up, Long Tian and the others dragged me to celebrate at the Longcheng Restaurant that Zeng Yi had just opened in D City.

I saw that the child's face was densely covered in scars, with hardly an inch of skin left intact. His neck and everything below were wrapped in bandages. Zhang Baogui’s hands trembled as he lifted the cloth; he was so shocked he almost dropped the child, but he managed to overcome it. The baby's entire body was covered in scars, dense and overlapping, with not a single patch of healthy skin.

Although Zhang Xuehai was an esper, his background as a soldier meant his hand-to-hand combat skills were not weak. Coupled with the fact that human physical fitness had been constantly improving since the apocalypse, his fists were likely not much different from those of the martial arts masters of the past.

At this moment, a rhythmic chopping sound came from outside the bedroom door. A happy smile appeared on Ruolan's face.

Wang Yuan nodded, only to see a stout man walking a dog approaching from a nearby intersection. The man wore glasses and, with his belly protruding, happened to be walking in this direction.

However, this man named Li Siming remained silent throughout. Even when the police placed photos of his brutal murders in front of him, he didn't even twitch an eyebrow, remaining as calm as ever.