Chapter 156: Taking Out the Trash! You Never Use Your Cleverness for Anything Good

Yang Qing was quite satisfied. With the Cloud-Stepping Boots in his possession, he had nothing to fear from now on, provided he did not encounter a master at the Nirvana Realm.

It was unclear what else was being burned in the brazier, but it emitted an indescribable, acrid scent.

Madam Mo was still ranting in her drunken stupor when suddenly, a flash of cloud-blue silk swept before her eyes, and her chin was gripped by a large hand.

At that moment, Wang Feng clearly saw a chill erupt from the spot where the silver needle had been inserted; in the blink of an eye, the temperature in the room plummeted to freezing.

Clan members of different political, economic, and social statuses fought one another with such ferocity that they showed no regard for kinship, even going so far as to slaughter the innocent.

The blind beggar was also taken aback. He had not expected someone to be unfamiliar with his reputation. It seemed the man had an extraordinary background; judging by his aura, he must be one of those ascetic monks who spent their lives in seclusion, oblivious to the affairs of the world.

Hearing her say that this was the only chance, Mo Ye immediately put on his earmuffs and sat upright on the stool.

The white light, already weakened by several layers of defense, had its power drastically reduced, ultimately being blocked by the colorful spiritual light of the magical talismans.

"The damage from Camille's Precision Protocol is so high! Zilean gives Kog'Maw a speed boost, but he cannot escape the range of Hextech Ultimatum! He dodged one of the bomb volleys with his positioning!" the commentator exclaimed, excitedly watching the player's maneuvers.

On this side, under the threat of Rumo’s fists and Sheng Shiqing’s tearful assault—Ruyu was subjected to both "physical and magical" attacks—and was forced to reveal the truth.

However, General Cherepovich had no other choice. The entire 2nd Guards Tank Army had fallen into complete chaos under the onslaught of the German 8th Panzer Division. Everywhere, generals could not find their troops, and soldiers could not find their superiors.

"The last night. I have one more night to lay out my strategy. Once tomorrow night passes, the Judge will reveal the identities of the lovers. By then, the difficulty of the game will increase to an unimaginable degree."

In Shenzhen, there were no longer more than ten thousand zombies left. The city was completely empty; with the base personnel going out to clear the area, there was not a single zombie remaining.

At night, zombies instinctively hid, only emerging to wander during the day to reduce the chance of being devoured by mutated creatures.

Qin Tiange let out a low roar as the Pangu blood boiled within him. His body swelled with a thundering sound, instantly expanding into a giant a thousand feet tall. His formidable aura caught the attention of the star-sea beast, which stared fixedly at him with its massive eyes.

"Hmph! There is no need to worry about that. As long as we can defeat the Germans, the public will cheer for us. Of course, with the exception of those of German descent!" President Roosevelt said dismissively.

The two had no objections. Indeed, the field boss was incredibly powerful. Without items like the Military Boomerang, it would have been hard to take down even if they managed to find it, given their current equipment.

Seeing this, Lan Haichen cursed under his breath. He had no choice but to turn and rush toward the killer. Lan Haichen knew that the killer would not kill him regardless, so at most, he would only suffer some minor injuries.

"Anyway, I am a civilian. Doing this won't affect the big picture, so I don't need to worry about causing any trouble. Once I grasp the identity of a police officer or the killer, I can use that as a leverage point to enter the core of this game," Lan Haichen said with a smile.

The young man next to him said, "This is Boss Lu from our company. Just name your price." He turned his head and gave Jin Huanzhao a wink.

The white-clad immortal master was also stunned by the sight of Qin Yefan. After a moment of thought, he frowned and said, "Five-element spiritual roots, and he even has a lightning-type variant root... truly quite a chaotic mix..." He couldn't help but shake his head.

Wang Ze cursed the Third Hokage fiercely in his heart, while simultaneously resolving that the next time they met, he would definitely swindle more money out of him to vent some frustration for Naruto.

Tan Songbai carried Liu Hui on his back as if he had returned to that spring forty years ago. Tears streamed down his aged face as he muttered to himself.

The VIP channel at Seoul Airport led directly to the underground parking lot. The group boarded the van after only a few minutes, and Kwon Ji-yong let out a long sigh of relief while sitting in the vehicle.

Except for the first few dishes that Yin Luli had heard of, many of the subsequent ones were completely unfamiliar to him. However, just by their names, they were clearly rare heavenly treasures—more like supplements than mere food.

She remained frozen there for several full minutes before finally shaking her head violently. She even used her slender fingers to pat her own face; only when she felt the pain did she fully come to her senses.

"Has the boss regained his conscience?" Tuoba Hong was full of doubt, but he dared not delay. With a leap, he scrambled up the earthen walls of the deep pit, leaving a trail of marks, and finally performed a backflip to land on the surface.

Qin Yu stood solemnly in his Type 50 military uniform amidst the severed limbs and wreckage, with the towering flames of fire casting a stagnant light beside him.

As a member of the Fengming Guard, the Feng woman was naturally skilled in the art of pleasing others; otherwise, she could not have maintained Yuan Shu's favor for so long.

He didn't care what Massandra actually was; the offer of music and wine was, after all, a good intention. Although it interrupted the feeling of the music, it was still understandable.

A glimmer of timidity appeared in his eyes, as he had absolutely no idea what he should say.

"Haven't you noticed that there is a pressure building up, and it's getting stronger?" Luo Qi asked, finding her even stranger.

"What did you say?" With little spiritual energy remaining in his body, Gu Hao could only heal half of Mu Qingyu’s wound before applying some spare medicine powder and wrapping it with simple gauze, intending to wait until his spiritual energy recovered before treating it further.

"Damn it, the three of us trained so hard, no less than Du Qian. Why is it that they get into the national team, and we can only watch from the sidelines?"

Xiao Chen pondered for a moment, his peripheral vision catching the side of Lieutenant Sha Yunhai’s face. He noticed the lingering bruises on his skin, clearly indicating he had just been injured.

"Good, I will go with you," Li Xuandu whispered, pulling her tighter. The stove in the carriage was warm, and the space was filled with comfort.

Mo Xie’s eyes widened, and he was speechless for a long time. How could this be? He had been with Jiu'er since he was in the Saint Realm; how could she be an incarnation? He sat down slowly, lost in deep thought.