Chapter 149: The Bulletproof Saboban

Garen calmly examined the black car riddled with bullet holes. It wasn’t a big deal—he was used to this, especially in recent days.

Only one person had died. Whether the injured who were rushed to the hospital survived or not was a matter for later.

At that moment, a police car arrived with Aoxi. He got out, grinning: “Heh heh heh, look, I caught one of the shooters.”

“Not bad, you actually caught one. How did you manage that?” Dingtian Buyi asked.

Mu Qingxiao looked somewhat puzzled. The Soul Sword was a special existence. When it was forged, the material used was far superior, even compared to the ordinary mortal iron found in the Immortal Realm.

“That’s good. Brother, just wait to get promoted and rich!” He Qing finally showed a faint smile.

A fierce wind suddenly swept through the training stone chamber where Yi Jianfeng lived. The white ashes scattered across the floor were whipped up by the gust and vanished completely in the blink of an eye, leaving the chamber spotless once again.

The newcomer was a middle-aged man, his face haggard and worn, clearly having suffered a heavy blow.

“Apparently, Yanfei holds a position in the Yin-Yang sect that once surpassed even the Moon Goddess. She’s capable of hunting down the Six-Fingered Black Hero, whom even the combined efforts of the Five Elders failed to capture. Her strength is unfathomable,” Xu Fu said uncertainly when mentioning Yanfei.

Strangely enough, the city guard captain named Zhang San met a gruesome end because he was too ruthless. He triggered his own ultimate artifact, which enraged the Thunder Ape completely. Otherwise, at least two of the three cultivators at the Mortal Transformation stage would have escaped successfully.

Collapsed on the ground again, powerless, shadows enveloped him. It seemed he once more felt the malice of the world... and the darkness of life.

Behind him, the white whale gaped its jaws and charged again. The dragon carriage veered to the side and narrowly avoided the white whale at the last moment.

Ye Fan returned to the villa to find Li Zhaojun and Min Shang still training. He stayed inside, watching them.

His heart was full of confusion, as if fearing something. But when he asked himself, it wasn’t fear of battle or injury, but an indescribable dread weighing heavily within him.

One player was ranked S+, the other A-level. The gap between them was enormous.

“Never thought that old Zhang, who spent his life hunting, would end up dying in the jaws of a beast!” Uncle Zhang sighed, closing his eyes helplessly.

“Yes, Mr. Tang, I’ll have someone take care of it right away,” Gu Duanwu said gravely before hanging up.

Suddenly, a nearly suffocating numbness surged through his brain like lightning, bombarding the star domain within his consciousness into utter chaos.

It wasn’t that she was particularly virtuous—it was simply that she truly enjoyed preparing a sumptuous breakfast for her husband and child.

For convenience in cultivation, once he figured out the method, he began capturing ordinary people as his medicine slaves to grow spiritual herbs. This led to the incident concerning Miao Miao’s parents.

No matter who they were, if Lin Han met them, he would break the rules to kill them outright.

Emerging from the Star Soul Tomb, he saw his father glancing around as if searching for something and asked.

But now, the grandson he once despised had risen to great heights, defeating cultivators like Hua Wushuang.

Bai Mo sat on the toilet, her pants and underwear pushed down to her ankles, revealing two long legs even fairer than Yuan Duoduo’s.

Wang Dachui finally calmed down. If he had killed Gao Wanqing just now, the outcome would have been different. Even without outsiders around, destroying the evidence would have been possible—but he would have become a murderer.

After all, when encountering others by chance, not everyone is fearless. Some join alliances simply to secure a reliable and safe team to safeguard their own lives.