Chapter 45 Who has such deep pockets?

"If you hadn't come out to stop me, I wouldn't have remembered. According to the rules of the antique trade, since he caused trouble in my establishment, I am obligated to chop off one of his hands," Pei Dafu said angrily.

Upon closer inspection, Xiong Ti was secretly startled. This place bore an uncanny resemblance to the strange stone formation in the Ten Thousand Snakes Valley of Mount Wu, except that its scale was many times larger.

However, the notion of a hundred-and-six-year-old minor was utterly shocking. As Ye Feng stood there dumbfounded, his mind conjured up the image of those crustacean-like magical beasts capable of retracting their heads and limbs—usually invoked as a metaphor for an unfortunate husband whose wife is secretly unfaithful.

Xiong Ti's entire body ached with soreness, his muscles and bones feeling as though they had snapped piece by piece in unbearable agony. He rolled over with great difficulty, drenched in sweat and utterly devoid of strength in his hands. Unable to even lift the bowl of hot soup, he could only press his mouth against the rim, drinking it down like a domesticated beast lapping up water.

As for tricking them into drinking the tea laced with cartilage-softening powder, it was truly a helpless expedient born of utter necessity. Given Xiong Ti's temperament, he would never be content staying cooped up here, and besides, the effects of the cartilage-softening powder would wear off naturally after three days.

"Elder Doctor Xu, you just said Old Jian's leg is healed? Does that mean he can walk like a normal person?" Shen Hua pursued the answer with an impatient expression.

With his long sword in hand, Xiong Ti parried left and right. Yet the shell of the millennial sea scorpion was exceptionally sturdy; every time the blade struck its pincers or tail, it merely produced a continuous chime of clashing metal without inflicting the slightest damage.

It seemed this old fellow not only wanted Lisana to be acquitted, but also wanted Alexander to offer her a formal apology. Of course, the old man knew that making such a blunt demand for an apology was completely unrealistic, which was why he had concocted this scheme.

Looking at his own empty rice bowl, Li Qiaomu decided to stir-fry whatever little ingredients were left in the kitchen.

Seeing that the Grand Chancellor had already expressed his stance, the other ministers followed suit and voiced their agreement. Naturally, the few individuals who utterly disagreed with the matter remained silent.

With such an incident occurring, the performance could certainly not continue, and the director instructed everyone to turn in early.

Panicked shrieks erupted all around as the entire imperial palace plunged into utter chaos. Some ran about in a frenzy, others searched for candles, and some stood frozen in daze, contemplating the meaning of life. It was a veritable showcase of all states of human existence.

For Michigan, that three-point deficit was an insurmountable chasm; the moment the gap closed to that margin, North Carolina would immediately retaliate and stretch the lead back to five points.

The stage lights brightened once again, and the gazes of Xu Liangchen and Han Yanya landed upon the stage entrance.

Fortunately, Your Majesty Nine-Nine had woken up just in time. Otherwise, today, their Tomahawk Mercenary Corps would likely have been wiped out entirely.

The family member driving wore a bitter expression, pressing the accelerator nearly to the floorboards, yet how could they possibly catch up?

He found his younger sister Xufuelena's conduct of sharing a lover with others completely incomprehensible, yet he did not interfere, knowing full well that he had no power to do so.

Whenever Nangong Shiyan called out to her like this, Feng Lingyue could sense a subtle, cunning flavor permeating the air. However, for the moment, his slyness was not directed at her, so she was naturally more than willing to play along.

Moxi set up a pick-and-roll play with Sprewell near the high post. Sprewell drove straight toward the rim while Moxi popped out to the side, intending to clear the space for Sprewell.

After putting down the phone, Chu Yunyun applied an anti-allergy ointment, followed by a layer of concealer over her skin, rendering the red rashes virtually invisible.

"Brother, is that any way to comfort someone?" Hearing the overbearing words, he momentarily set aside his low spirits and said with a smile.

Therefore, his plan was to seize the outside of the curve, launch from the exterior, and then squeeze into his opponent's exit trajectory upon leaving the turn to execute a direct, outside overtaking maneuver.

"Mm... mmm-mmm..." Looking at the object in her palm, Yan Yujiao's eyes widened, the color draining from her face as she actually fainted from sheer fright this time.

Consequently, when Gu Xue took Zhang Ju, Jin Xiumei, and the others to the Wu family residence, Wu Qiang was nowhere to be found.

She pulled the candles out of the cake and began to slice it. She was supremely confident that they would fall head over heels for this pastry and remember its exquisite flavor—so that one day in the future, whenever the brother and sister thought of her, they would recall the warmth and beauty brought by this cake.

The back-and-forth darting figures of the two Chinese men dazzled his eyes, causing him to furrow his brow. When things are ripe, they naturally fall; the Chinese simply don't know how to enjoy life, the American father muttered, stuffing a piece of beef jerky into his son's mouth while continuing to sip his red wine.

The palace doors stood wide open, and every single word of Chu Yun's utterance clearly reached their ears.

Cars traversed the mountain roads of Haiyun Mountain incessantly—some ascending, some descending. Among the flowing traffic, two vehicles stood out as particularly conspicuous.

Yu Qianpan looked left and right. His sword was bestowed by the emperor, belonging to the category of royal swords that must not be drawn; the moment it was unsheathed, it signified the command of thousands, and the Blood Moon Manor would instantly be submerged by a grand army.

Four figures vaulted outward, each engaging their respective opponents. My River and Mountains Staff transformed into a fiery dragon, wreathed in clouds and mist with a murderous aura, instantly bringing a sea of flames crashing down. Darting back and forth, a sky-full of staff shadows slammed head-on down toward the Huangyan Mountain demon.

"According to the Medicine Immortal, we must find another ice worm for Grandpa to forge a soul bond with, and then use this ice worm to absorb Grandpa's cultivation trapped within the Ice Worm Grand-Grandmother. After that, we must integrate this ice worm into Grandpa's body to replace the Ice Worm Grand-Grandmother," Qin Yufei said, massaging her temples.

The three-chi azure blade gleamed with a pristine, snow-white brilliance, its glowing edge biting like frost. It rained down upon a single point of the yellowish-brown barrier like a tempest, yet at most, it only managed to gouge a deeper white mark, utterly incapable of piercing through it. Her rate of destruction lagged far behind the yellowish-brown barrier's self-healing speed.

Arriving there, she knocked on a household's door and begged with a pitiful expression: "Ah, mister, could you spare some food? I haven't eaten properly in over a day, having fled here to escape river bandits. Could you please show some kindness? I can do manual labor and odd jobs for you."

"Five minutes!" Danchenzi said in a low voice. The other two also gazed coldly at the cluster of policemen below. To be honest, those willing to enter the official establishment—no matter how untamed—already harbored a sense of belonging in their hearts. Witnessing the conduct of these people, the three of them felt an identical surge of anger.

However, it was already too late. Cavalry possessed no means to fight back against machine guns. Even the ponderously heavy Maxim water-cooled heavy machine gun was enough to seal the era of cavalry, let alone rotary machine guns, which vastly surpassed it in both firepower and mobility.