Volume One, Chapter 125: One More Dead, One More Killed!

Just as Yun Mojiu was watching the video, her phone suddenly rang. It was Officer Liu Qiyuan. As the call connected, his voice came through from the other end.

"Hello, Miss Yun. Didn't you suggest yesterday that I look into the cause of the accident? We sent professionals up the mountain to investigate, and the conclusion is that the landslide was indeed man-made."

Officer Liu continued with a series of technical analyses, but Yun Mojiu could no longer take it in. All she knew was that someone had been pulling the strings behind this accident. Adding this to the recent sequence of events, the person behind it all had to be Xiao Xingrong! Only he would target the Xiao family, the Shen family, and her...

After Qiao Hanyan jumped out of the car, Yan Qi looked at her with a questioning gaze, hoping for an explanation, but Qiao Hanyan only shook her head at him. With a sorrowful expression, she used both hands to restrain Fu Yanjin, who was trying to run off.

"Hey, Jimmy, surely you have a way to rescue Abuda from right under Amare's nose, right?" Steve's eyes were filled with fervent longing and anticipation.

However, even though Murong Zong and his companions did not voice their inner thoughts, Chen Yu could roughly grasp them from their expressions. He stopped smiling, straightened his back, puffed out his chest, and looked at the three of them calmly. That expression... was rather cool.

As the warmth in those eyes gradually faded, leaving only speculation and sorrow, Le Yingxian seemed to suddenly understand something in her heart.

I stepped inside, and the door behind me closed, followed by the sound of the lock clicking shut. Looking at the layout of the room, I couldn't help but smile bitterly. I felt in my pocket and found that I actually had my own cigarettes, so I walked to the table, lit one, and took a deep drag.

Although they were prepared and knew Chen Yu would do this, they really hadn't expected him to be so bold as to make a decision on the spot. Did he not know who the backer of the Asus Group was? Wasn't doing this equivalent to declaring war? With public sentiment currently unstable, was it really appropriate to make such a big move?

"Alright, Brother Hu, tell us, what can we do?" Zhou Ming asked eagerly, his expression extremely serious and earnest.

Just as Alan had everything arranged and was preparing to leave with Sarkozy, his brow suddenly furrowed, and Sarkozy also froze for a moment. Beneath the thousand-foot drone, a powerful aura surged into the sky, identical to the cold, evil, violent, and bloodthirsty energy emitted by those terrifying creatures.

Admittedly, if the opponent had significant backing, it was already quite impressive that the Savage Bull Valley’s intelligence network had gathered this much information in such a short time. Alan, naturally, would not be too demanding of the intelligence system.

Alan grumbled slightly to himself, though having heard the title "Messenger of the Main God" for so long, he had long been prepared for it.

This method of control was not something that existed in the Ninja World; at the very least, Uchiha Madara had never seen such a technique in the Ninja World.

However, Zuo Si immediately thought of some solutions. Although he couldn't be a "star" himself, he could create one.

The Japanese Major nodded solemnly: "My subordinate specifically sent inquiries to the Area Army Headquarters and the 13th Division. The reply received was that they, too, had been unable to contact the Yamakawa Regiment."

Habara walked toward the Naka Shrine quietly with Shisui. At this moment, both of them were still somewhat nervous. After all, he had just had a fierce confrontation with Uchiha Fugaku yesterday, though his excessive excitement had caused him to ignore his own exhaustion. Furthermore, the streets were crowded and chaotic at this hour, making the journey even more time-consuming.

Then why would the Third Hokage still let the Uchiha control the Military Police Force, and why would he allow himself and Shisui to enter the Anbu?

When the Emperor came to visit, the surrounding tribal chiefs naturally had to come to pay their respects according to protocol. Although Wanyan Aguda was somewhat reluctant, he still came.

Seeing the urgency on Liu Che's face, Dongfang Shuo first scanned the surroundings, carefully verifying there were no others nearby, before leaning in close to Liu Che's ear and whispering a few words.

An emotionless electronic voice rang out in Luo Man's mind. Even though there was no emotion in it, Luo Man still felt a trace of loneliness.

Serving by the side of the Huangyan Black Dragon, or trading barbs with Old Tail, and then quietly listening to this ancient great fish tell ancient stories—that was the entirety of Chao's life during that time.

Heaven knows what kind of disgusting pharmacology was involved in all of this, but at the very least, it proved that Lin Chen was not a murderer.

The player controlling Lee Sin glanced at the current match data and his two teammates, who had eyes only for each other's parents. Assuming the situation couldn't possibly get any worse, he finally chose to follow Han You in making one last desperate struggle.

"Boom..." With a screeching sound, the entire roller coaster jolted violently, as if a sleeping giant dragon had suddenly awakened, and with a rumble, it soared toward the distant horizon.

As the morning sun rose, the guest room was wreathed in light mist. Liu Shiyan soaked in orchid-scented water, washing her hair and body. After bathing, she donned her inner garments and walked back to the bedroom to let Liu Yue style her hair. Her soft, glossy locks were draped behind her, gradually being coiled into a bun; long strands framed her temples, her brows were lightly painted, and her lips were touched with crimson.

"This is..." If it had been Qifeng searching this room in the evening, he wouldn't have made such a mistake. The clicking sound just now was not made by any wild animal, but by something opening the door that led from the staff dormitory to the outside.

After taking the wine gourd, Yan Xixia sniffed it, confirmed there was no poison, pulled out the stopper, and took a large gulp.

This zombie patient, who looked as if he were under a spell, did not alertly notice the arrival of a stranger. Even when Zhang Zhao stabbed his blade into its head, it made no reaction. After disposing of this unlucky zombie, they were pleasantly surprised to find a room nearby with a sign hanging on the door, with only the word "Medicine" remaining.

"The two of them were splashing paint and feces; you tell me, would you be angry? I've been quite lenient; if they dare to come again next time, I'll definitely make them pay." Faced with the police, Tianxin did not back down. The responding officers hadn't expected such a turn of events and stated they would investigate the matter thoroughly.

"Done, finished." Dabai pulled down the rolling shutter and turned back to see Tianxin with her hands on her hips, looking quite displeased.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!" A team member could hold back no longer; killing intent flared, and he swiped his hand, sending a wine glass flying into the young man's face.

"Pantheon has jumped in!" the commentator shouted. Smoke filled the bottom lane, and a great battle was about to erupt.

After saying this, a glint of something crystalline seemed to flash in the fat man's eyes. Could it be that he really didn't have some reason he couldn't speak of?

Since there hadn't been any customers, the waiter shouted happily now that some had finally arrived.

However, with the battle having reached this stage, the vice-captain could already see the dawn of victory. After all, this was his own doorstep; behind him was his recruit training camp, and there was no doubt that his combat troops could be replenished at any time.

But this sense of silence made Wu Zhao even more uneasy, and his premonition of disaster grew stronger.