Volume 1, Chapter 39: The Savior

"Chief Justice Deng Qiuhe?!" The crowd was even more shocked to see the man leading the group.

Deng Qiuhe walked over, looked at Lin Che in the prisoner transport wagon, and gave a cold sneer. "I truly never expected that the Court of Justice would produce a degenerate like you!" His tone was dripping with mockery.

Lin Che frowned and said, "Chief Justice Deng, isn't it inappropriate for you to say such things without understanding the facts of the case?"

Deng Qiuhe turned to General Huo Wangzhi. "General Huo, thank you! Hand him over to me."

Huo Wangzhi nodded. "Chief Justice Deng, many thanks." He then ordered his men to remove the shackles and allowed Deng Qiuhe to take the prisoner away. As the Chief Justice, he was certain that Deng would severely punish Lin Che.

As Lin Che was brought down and approached Deng...

The man surnamed Shang was startled, suddenly shifting the palms he had been using to attack Huang Ya and striking downward toward his own feet instead.

When the leader heard they were from the Heavenly Dragon Gang, his expression softened slightly, and he casually slid his sword back into its sheath.

"That's hard to say. This Kimura is surrounded by mountains on two sides, and there's no telling which corner of the mountains the zombie is hiding in. Zombies usually come out to hunt at night, so we have no choice but to wait for it to come to us," Zhang Fan said.

He couldn't understand how Zhang Fan knew his route—it was simply divine, as if he had seen right through him. He was utterly shocked, his expression as stunned as if he had swallowed filth.

"Are you sure it's in here?" Mi Hu looked at Sun Wei, who was sitting in the passenger seat, and asked with a completely serious face.

The next moment, Chu Jie swung his sword forward, and the sky was filled with flickering black sword shadows. The sky for a hundred miles around suddenly turned pitch black.

When the elderly policeman saw Wu Ming speak in such a manner, his anger flared instantly. He raised his gun and pointed it at Wu Ming, looking for all the world like he was about to execute him on the spot.

"Is that okay?" Li Shishi asked, her large, watery eyes staring at Yu Manman with a face full of anticipation.

Chu Tian flew forward at high speed for a while, and only after the strands of hair behind him had vanished did he slow down. In a place as inexplicably eerie as this, he dared not fly at full speed; that would undoubtedly be suicide.

With a new child in the house, Xia Zhi suddenly became very busy. She not only had to prepare clean, soft bedding for the baby but also diapers; in this era, there were no disposable diapers for children.

Lan Yingchen gripped her hand even tighter. The grip was tight enough to cause pain, a sensation that traveled from her palm to her heart. That pain—a sweet yet bitter ache—spread throughout her entire body.

There were all sorts of magical inventions here, and whatever you could think of, this cold boss could make the exchange for it.

"That goes without saying. Master is naturally invincible; even the people of the Immortal Realm are no match for him," Tian Guangming stated firmly.

"Alright, then I'll ask." She reached into her pocket, took out an object, and then hid her hand behind her back. Because her clothes and body obstructed the view, Zhuang Wu could not clearly see what was in her hand.

The situation for the steward of the Mo family was not much better. His supply of spiritual energy had only been cut off recently. Although his cultivation had not yet reached the stage of transcending the tribulation to ascend, he was one level below the Mahayana stage and could likely live for another two hundred years.

Completely unable to hear—or perhaps refusing to hear—the sounds of the outside world, Dan Zhengzong simply continued to repeat those few phrases etched into his mind.

Even the monitor he was using showed multiple dotted lines across the screen, with a faint, trembling sensation occurring from time to time.

Zhou Ji averted his gaze. Every time this boy revealed such a shy expression, it tugged at his heartstrings.

So, what would it change if Ming Yue knew the truth? Was she to let him fall into danger for her again, risking his life in battle?

The Wolf Gang was currently busy managing its own territory and had no time to provoke outside enemies, while the several gangs in the Xuhui District had a good relationship with the Green Gang—at the very least, they had no reason to fall out on the surface.

At this moment, Ye Xiangchen, whose cultivation and physical body had broken through to the ninth level of the Houtian realm after consuming a large quantity of medicinal pills, walked slowly toward the Ye family's main hall, where all the family members who had received the Zhuli Sect were now gathered.

The surrounding students dared not make a sound. They were not among the Top Ten, and no one was foolish enough to rudely contradict a special-grade lecturer.

She could not believe that a world-renowned artist like her teacher could have had such an experience.

I had originally thought that although I was a bit fat and a bit ugly, as long as I didn't act ugly or stir up trouble, no one would deliberately make things difficult for me. But I was wrong, and the turning point occurred during the class New Year's Eve party in my freshman year.

The man raised his wrist to check his watch and coldly reminded her, "Get her to sleep before ten-twenty. If you dare to be one minute late, expect severe punishment!" After saying this, he turned and walked away.

The moon in the sky was round and large, just like the moonlight on the fifteenth day of the lunar month, making the pitch-black night seem as bright as day. Several tents were pitched on the open ground in the distance, their white fabric looking exceptionally stark under the moonlight. Beside the tents, a campfire was burning low, likely used by the soldiers who had just finished their meal.

What they feared was not the darkness itself, but the psychological pressure imposed by this unknown environment.

There were quite a few people who fell at the amusement park this time, and three had already died. The police began an investigation immediately after receiving the report.

Among them, Asia accounted for more than half, with neighboring countries like Japan, South Korea, Laos, and Vietnam being the most prominent.

This time, Jiang Xiao would not blame the Hou Tu Palace for being irresponsible. Jiang Ling's location was already in the core area of the Hou Tu Palace; without Jin Xinxin's help, Jin Yao could not have penetrated so deeply. And if it hadn't been for Jiang Ling's wife suddenly intervening to disrupt the surrounding space-time formation, it would have been even more impossible for Jin Yao to capture Jiang Ling on his own.

What Pan Yuhong did not expect was that Mei Xuelian's search consumed a massive amount of energy. Even though Mei Xuelian was now a fourth-level intelligence, and her energy capacity had increased several-fold, Pan Yuhong could clearly feel that the energy in her body was plummeting at a terrifying speed.

"Your problem is solved, but what about mine?" Pan Yuhong looked at the monk with frustration.

Before he could react, Nie Ting suddenly soared into the sky. He wanted to move to a place where the various organizations were more densely gathered to disperse the lightning tribulation, because those around him were already either dead or injured, but there were still many others from different organizations elsewhere.

At this moment, Na Tie was captivated by Huangfu Xuanqing's appearance. He lowered his head slowly and kissed her alluring lips.

Far away, the giant roc perceived the command issued by Nangong Yunyao's spiritual sense within its mind. It let out a shrill cry, flapped its wings, changed course, and flew toward the lake.

Even a tiny bit of lightning energy was enough to produce a terrifying effect, especially when faced with protective true energy and protective aura; by adding a spark of lightning, it was sufficient to instantly enhance one's own offensive power or neutralize a certain degree of the opponent's.