Volume 1, Chapter 134: Mountain-Moving Ape

Following Chen Fei's gaze.

"Pfft... hahahaha..."

Montage’s face instantly turned bright red, and in the end, he couldn't hold it back any longer.

Ding Dang’s originally clean and fair face was now smeared pitch-black, like a lump of coal, and her hair had become a frizzy afro. Only the whites of her eyes were visible.

"What are you laughing at?" Ding Dang looked at the two of them in confusion.

"Pfft, pfft..." Chen Fei suppressed his laughter and hurriedly shook his head.

It might be better to just keep following along like this and see what else we encounter. Whether it’s now or in the future, it won’t be a bad thing.

After hearing what Bai Yaorao said, I replied to her: "Don't be too happy too soon. It's hard to say who will die tonight." After speaking, I waved my hand, and the Qingfeng spirits, immortal guardians, and malevolent ghosts and underworld envoys hidden in the shadows all appeared, surrounding the place. I said to Qingfeng: "Keep your eyes peeled, don't let any of them escape."

Jian Hao was speechless. Forget it, he would return to the other rooms first. This young lady would have to come out eventually, and it wouldn't be too late to get her clothes after she left.

Ling Feng gritted his teeth. This was the best way for now. No matter what, he couldn't let the Yin clan have it easy. Ling Feng wasn't someone to be trifled with; if they wanted to trample him underfoot, they had better be prepared to get stung.

Ye Feng nodded but didn't say anything more. Although the old man had promised to mentor him for three years, the current situation meant Ye Feng had to leave, and he felt a pang of reluctance in his heart.

The voice was sharp and carried a tone of haughty command. As soon as the words fell, several people in the back seat looked on with disapproval.

Ye Feng’s body trembled, and the light of the massive palm print quickly dimmed before shattering with a soft sound. Then, the giant eagle charged toward Ye Feng with unstoppable force, as if it intended to swallow him whole.

His dantian pulsed, expanding and contracting, as a powerful suction force spread throughout his body, drawing strength from every part of his being. After scouring Ye Feng’s newly exhausted body, the suction force extended outward.

"Minhao, you don't need to persuade me. I know you are the head of the Xu Corporation now, and I won't make things difficult for you, but please don't stop me from taking my revenge, can you?" Wang Jinjin said in a low voice. He didn't want his revenge to affect the relationship between them as brothers.

Haha, that’s right, it is indeed me. I suppose my junior brother has already told you about me? That old fellow must have spoken a lot of ill of me behind my back, hasn't he?

The implication was that she hoped he would buy her and take her back to his mansion, and of course, becoming a concubine was a given.

Leading ten thousand people across to Japan was a difficult task. Qidao couldn't be stupid enough to send them over in large batches. Han Yang’s order was to have everyone reach Japan within ten days, meaning a thousand troops had to depart daily. It was impossible to move such a massive number of people from the mainland without attracting attention.

As the Japanese army charged, the advancing tanks slowed down, their heavy machine guns firing even more ferociously. Under the desperate barrage of dozens of heavy machine guns, the counter-attacking Japanese soldiers couldn't bridge the distance of several dozen meters between the two armies, and they were mowed down in droves, including Colonel Yoshio Komure.

"I’ll talk, I’ll talk! Boss, don't pick up the fire tongs, don't pick up the fire tongs..." Hearing that they were going to use the fire tongs to cauterize his wound, the tattooed man realized what was happening and immediately softened.

Looking at Zhuo Nan’s peaceful expression, Zheng Qing smiled. Perhaps this gentleman truly understood the art of a spa.

However, Duan Zhong was not present at the moment, so Shen Zhentao swung his hoe without hesitation. Petals withered, scattering along with the flying dirt. Moments later, the once-pristine garden had been dug into a large pit.

Originally, the Heavenly God could rely on his higher combat power index to maintain an advantage over Chen Fei, but now their combat indices were essentially equal. Not only was the original advantage gone, but thanks to the Demon Moon Slash, the Heavenly God was now on the defensive. How could he not be nervous?