149 Core

These men dressed in black robes were all youths around twenty years of age, yet their eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light, and their entire bodies exuded a dense, evil aura.

"You, don't come any closer! We are imperial officials of the court!" The white-bearded old man was terrified, trembling as he retreated. Although he had some foundation in martial arts, he had rarely ever engaged in actual combat in his daily life.

"Ha, we don't care who you are, today you must die!" This group of men in black robes was utterly arrogant.

Aside from the taste, the colors and shapes were also uniquely inventive. In terms of color alone, they used entirely non-toxic and harmless plant ingredients, such as tomato juice, vegetable juice, and the like. Not only were these beneficial to health, but the finished products also carried the distinctive, delicate fragrance of plants.

"Mingmo, stop keeping us in suspense and just tell us who it is," Gong Yuyou asked in a sweet, coquettish voice, her expression rather impatient at the moment.

Yiman tightly hugged Cheng Xian's neck, giggling foolishly. Cheng Xian frowned, thinking to himself that she claimed not to be brain-damaged, yet he truly could not see a single smart point about her.

"What kind of feathered friend is the Brown Wolf Gang?" Feng Hun said with a look of utter disdain while eating a chicken leg.

Zhenyang searched the entire night without finding Minglang. She had left behind the cell phone he bought her, taking only her own battered Nokia instead, and he had shockingly never even asked for her number.

Mei'er was sitting on the sofa. His arrival surprised her somewhat, but she figured that at this moment he ought to be heading to the police station to surrender, telling the police that she and he had masterminded the whole thing in order to rescue his mother.

At that moment, a bolt of lightning struck down from the sky. Dr. Kilo hurriedly stepped aside, while Shaquille, the magical combat instructor, appeared gracefully before Tianmo.

This was the decisive factor determining whether Moming's method would succeed. If Li Xiulan revealed even the slightest flaw for the pockmarked man to detect, Moming would have no choice but to resort to his other plan—a brute-force confrontation.

The bound Iron Man struggled with all his might to break the ropes, but to no avail. He then attempted to transform into liquid to slip away. Unexpectedly, no matter how he tried to transform, he could only distort his shape, as if suppressed by some restraining force.

On the arena stage, Crow Boy had yet to steady his footing when Ye Feng closed in on him again. The greatsword erupted with tenfold attack power, slashing toward his head.

Taking advantage of the moment before he went up, Fang Wuhuan looked ahead. The building they were currently in also had a fire escape. If all went well, at his speed, he should be able to shake that fellow off.

With great difficulty, she finally quieted down, leaving Shi Ran with time to toast the others. As soon as she sat back down, she saw Fu Bingyao lowering her head to play with her phone.

With this thought, he grabbed the legs of the fat man and his "son," the eccentric nervous middle-aged man. After taking just a single step, he realized that his current strength was simply insufficient to drag the fat man across the ground with just one hand.

"Kill!" roared the hurricane deity, as countless hurricane phantoms emerged from the dark clouds. Some of these phantoms were infantrymen clad in armor and holding long spears, while others rode towering horses, gripping tapered lances, standing amidst the dark clouds like the legendary Odin and his eight-legged steed.

Cheng Yuying had a gut feeling that she was being mocked, but her demeanor was so utterly earnest that she was left with no room for retort.

Under such circumstances, Li Mengzhou's position was essentially negligible and did not command much attention from Prince Yu.

He opened his eyes, turned back, and could not help feeling immensely disappointed upon seeing the scene over there: the massive black tornado had not vanished, which meant he had failed.

Yet, despite the blockbuster sales of their albums, they chose not to focus single-mindedly on making money, but instead went off to different universities to pursue higher education.

However, the forces behind Cao Bin were simply too formidable. Receiving a beating was the least of his worries; he feared blowing the matter completely out of proportion.

"Yiyi, do you think all beings are truly equal in this world?" Chen Xuan asked, harboring a trace of distress.

The security guard leading the group turned out to be a Thai man, his muscular physique nearly bursting his tank top, with knotted muscles on his arms making him look like a fierce tiger.