36 Sandbar (VIII)

Taking up the kneeling firing position once more, he would surely pull the trigger just as the wind stirred, just as he had done before.

In ancient times, when two armies met, the battle between generals on horseback was the first test. The outcome of such mounted duels directly impacted morale and was far more significant than infantry combat. Since Wu Song was not skilled in mounted warfare, his martial value was far inferior to masters like Lu Junyi or Lin Chong.

"Are you ignoring your superior's words now? If you don't eat, I won't transfer you to the Provincial Tourism Bureau." Director Zhang pointed his index finger at me, half-serious and half-joking.

The entire Central Plain continent beneath the blue sea likely occupies only 29% of the total "inner surface" area, exactly the same proportion as land on the Earth's surface.

To be honest, when writing this postscript, the intention was to account for the whereabouts of the crew—what Zoro went to do, what Perona went to do, and so on.

When facing non-human opponents, one must make non-human considerations. Thirteen-millimeter spirit-art bullets, weapons specifically designed for hunting supernatural creatures, were the only way to inflict sufficient damage on those entities.

The divisional commander’s command vehicle suddenly roared to life, charging out of the valley to break through the encirclement.

"Since you are seeking death, I shall grant your wish!" With a thunderous roar, the Tiger Emperor launched an attack against the Demon King.

"No longer for sale." At this moment, Feng Lengyue’s voice drifted from Private Box No. 3. Her tone was bone-chilling, like the fierce winds of winter, causing everyone present to shudder.

"Let me tell you why I insist on having the incomplete martial art in your possession," Feng Lengyue said nonchalantly. She paused, and everyone listened intently to what she might say next; even Liu Yi listened with rapt attention.

"Third Brother, you can't go any closer." Li Yan held back Jiang Huaicheng, who was trying to approach the center of the firefight.

"To think he’d waste time chatting with a merchant’s son instead of sticking with his own people!" Aide A sighed softly, feeling some resentment toward the Song family’s illegitimate son, while also thinking Young Master Lin was quite unlucky to be dragged down by the Zhou family.

Never expecting Lin Yu to dare contradict her, Li Yue felt her chest heaving with rage. She looked toward the new intern in the office, who instantly froze.

"Grandfather, your grandson will certainly handle this matter properly, and I will absolutely leave no room for criticism!" Fifth Master Song replied with a solemn face, kneeling on one knee before his grandfather, his words ringing with resolve.

"It’s fine, it’s fine. Since you fought so hard this time, their Eastern Emperor will surely target you next. Then I’ll get a chance to show off." The Immortal in the Painting instantly extinguished the Sword God’s moment of moving sentiment.

Husk smiled slightly and followed Huster into the cellar where he kept his prized wines. As soon as they entered, a rich aroma of wine filled the air.

Hearing the sound of high heels receding down the floor, Lin Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, the taut strings of her nerves suddenly slackening.

Before Xu Chu could utter a single word, before Xi Tang could say anything, and before anyone else could even form a thought, the dagger in Tang Weitian’s hand had already sliced open the Shepherd’s throat. Blood gushed out, splattering all over Tang Weitian.

Lin Yi’s eyelids twitched within the carriage, though he did not open his eyes. His sensitive ears had sharply captured the sound of something tearing through the air as it drew closer.

She knew Lin Yi’s personality very well. If the other party had not done such a thing, she would have hung up the phone without hesitation. But the fact that she was now stalling for time meant she had a guilty conscience.

At the Emperor of the Nether’s command, several subordinates stepped forward, dragging the Demon Lord Jun Tian backward away from the boundary.

"Who had plastic surgery? Your whole family had plastic surgery!" The cousin-in-law, having chased them from somewhere, shouted at Zhang Ling while weeping.

Moreover, after more than half a month, it was impossible for Da Zhang’s brain to be like a video recorder, remembering every single detail perfectly.

Her love for Lu Licheng was no less than Su Yao’s. Why was Su Yao allowed to stand openly by his side, while she had to kneel here in such humility?

Why is it called "Warring States Red"? Because the red in the red-striped agate matches the color and texture of certain red agate artifacts unearthed from the Warring States period. Today, there are mainly two sources of Warring States red agate: one in Liaoning Province and the other in northern Hebei.

"I’m thinking of you. I’m going to book a room at the Jinyuan Hotel to wait for you. Will you come over?" I asked directly.

Seeing Bai Jingfu’s astonished expression, Ding Honggang was certain that he truly did not know about this; such an expression could not be acted out.

Yu Mo, the initiator of it all, had already left the eye of the storm. After a swift journey, they finally arrived at Skyfire City.

Li Xianxian frantically channeled the laws within his body, attempting to break free from the suppression of this aura, but his power compared to his opponent’s was as laughable as an ant trying to move a mountain.

However, just as Ye Chun was planning to head to the airport, he received a call from Zhu Qing while still in his room before he could even go downstairs.

"So you believe the Haihan people intend to use this momentum to seize control of Qiongzhou Island for themselves?" Li Jifeng asked in return.

He did not want to create further complications. Killing Mei Piyuan now would render all favors meaningless. Furthermore, with the strength he had displayed, he feared the City Lord’s Mansion would immediately agree to let him depart via teleportation.

The Millstone Immortal watched us, licking his lips with his tongue. Looking disappointed as if he had lost a delicious meal, he flipped in mid-air and landed on the iron chains.

Of course, quantity was also a key factor. In the early stages, due to the all-out production of the Battle Tiger, there was a period when production stopped completely. To this day, the 331 Base had only produced about a hundred Battle Leopard medium tanks. With such numbers, compared to the German army of the same period, they could barely form a single tank regiment.

Walking toward the hall step by step, he secretly adjusted his state of mind; he wanted to defeat them while at his absolute best.

This Jiang Peng really was impatient! Gao Huaiyuan laughed to himself, but for someone who loved to delve into things like him, Gao Huaiyuan liked him from the bottom of his heart.

"I have been away from the First Legion for a long time. The governors of Shanyuan Prefecture and Hexi Prefecture have long since been replaced. Even if I knew them, I could not influence them based on ancestral teachings. How to recover them depends on you." Jiang Tong’s bottom line was not to interfere in the struggle for the throne.