Volume 1 Chapter 21 Death Race

When Meng Liang saw the Senior Colonel with a guard following behind him, he immediately realized this was no ordinary situation. Judging by the way the Regiment Commander and Captain Feng rushed over to salute the moment they saw him, there was no doubt in his mind that this was a high-ranking official from the naval garrison—likely either the Division Commander or the Division Political Commissar.

"Actually, I have an ulterior motive for coming to Yanjing with you. I am only by your side because of a certain goal," Dongqing took a deep breath before finally delivering the opening line he had been rehearsing for so long.

"Senior," Li Qing opened his eyes. A black light and a red light flashed through them, appearing exceptionally eerie.

Wang Chen felt the air around him solidify, as if the atmosphere itself had frozen. A weight of a thousand pounds pressed down on his shoulders, making it difficult for him to even lift his right hand.

Lu Yulan, sitting in the audience as if untouched by the mundane world, felt a flicker of annoyance at Luo Quan’s remarks. With a slight flick of her finger, Luo Quan felt a gust of wind, causing the flames on the banknotes to tilt to one side.

After exiting the shop, Yin Tong Shixiang walked along the road and discovered a space where a massive lottery selector had been placed on a table covered in red fabric.

From the moment he gained consciousness, Dugu Ji had always been by his side. In his heart, he had long regarded Dugu Ji as his own grandfather. Judging by his words, it seemed it would be a long time before they could meet again, if they ever met at all.

"Brother, you did very well. At the very least, after watching that match, everyone acknowledges your strength. They now rank you alongside Lin Qianye as the third best in White Cloud Village," Xiaolian whispered comfortingly.

The black-robed cultivator seemed to see and hear nothing, staring straight up at the sky while moving his fingers as if performing a calculation.

Lightning surged into the sky, instantly reducing nearly a hundred venomous snakes to charcoal. Ash remained on the ground, and after Leiguang Yi lowered his arm, he bent over, gasping heavily.

However, that "near-death" feeling of being completely drained was not a pleasant experience.

The biology teacher, who had remained silent, looked up at Mr. Qin and sighed inwardly, thinking, "Still so young, after all."

"Didn't I just say? Who told you about Fukang Road?" Old Li continued, unhurried and calm.

"Two hundred thousand. Considering you are a regular customer, we will gift you an extra ten thousand. That makes two hundred and ten thousand," the old man said, wiping the sweat from his brow.

At this moment, the killer who had just gone to the restroom arrived and fired a shot without hesitation, though it missed its mark.

As everyone listened with bated breath, the boardroom was deathly silent, the atmosphere so tense that palms began to sweat.

Although the sky-shattering blade was invisible, the chill radiating from the weapon caused both of them to shudder uncontrollably.

Lu You had realized this long ago, and it was precisely for this reason that he had agreed to Long Xue’s request to come to the Dragon Tooth Pagoda for training and tempering.

Liu Yu quickly pressed several major acupoints on his body, but it only slowed the flow of the bloodstains; it did not stop them from spreading within him.

He was merely a child of a humble family with a little spare money—could he really topple this behemoth?

The dragon flew and twisted amidst the sea of arms that showed no sign of retreating, instead growing and spreading wildly. With its claws, its tail, and every part of its massive frame that could serve as a weapon, it slashed and destroyed the arms trying to seize it.

"Oh, you naughty fellow, look how you’ve frightened Yixing!" Shangguan Shui'er walked over, crouched down, and gave Luo Feng a tap on the back.

Beyond a sense of embarrassment, Xie Jie felt mostly joy, along with a hint of anticipation.

Looking back once more, he saw a multitude of branches controlling the skeletons, watching him from not far behind.

"This is not the time for this. Let's get out of here first," Chen Ming looked at the soldiers approaching in the distance and quickly crawled back into the jungle.

After Li Dawei left the living room and returned to the food festival exhibition area, the scheduled shift workers were just swapping places. Li Dawei joined the last wave on the front line; the men had hearty appetites, and with this group arriving, there was no fear of food going to waste.

Luo Feng could sense that Huang Ziqing seemed very hesitant and was blushing, but in the end, she made up her mind.

Just as Luo Feng was speaking with Chu Xixi, the car suddenly slammed on the brakes.

Liang Jinmo opened his phone and scanned the trending topics, which were all related to Su Jinxi and the illegitimate child of the Lin family. The word "illegitimate" was particularly glaring, stinging to the heart.

Liu Xiaofei didn't even think twice; she was ready to sign with Li Guoqiang. She knew exactly what kind of wealthy man Li Guoqiang was, and if she didn't sign with him under these circumstances, she would be truly foolish.

The giant wolf was right before my eyes. I could even smell the rot in its mouth. I let out a cry, squeezed my eyes shut, and slammed my hand down onto its forehead.

Ignoring all of this, I turned and walked into the thick black mist, entering the Ghost Market for the second time.

Once Yin Jin left, I looked at Ran Hong, Boss Duan, and the others. Their expressions were extremely ugly. I looked at them with intentional provocation, as if to say, "What can you do about it?" In an instant, their faces looked as if they had been slapped countless times by invisible hands, looking even worse than if their own fathers had just passed away.

Watching Ning Zi'an's attitude, a trace of bitterness touched Su Yun's lips. It wasn't that she didn't want to explain, but she was terrified of being misunderstood as a monster. Seeing Ning Zi'an’s disbelief, her heart ached.

Upon hearing the quoted price, I immediately frowned; it was many times higher than the market rate.

At this moment, Song Zhengliang felt that the world he had painstakingly maintained had finally collapsed in an instant.