Chapter 63: Mother Zhang's Words Reminded Yin Tiantian

Osami Nagano’s rhetoric effectively completely distanced the navy from North China and even the entire war in China, dumping the messy situation entirely onto the army to clean up.

Regarding this, Zhou Kang was also quite anxious. However, weather was not something humans could control, so they could only rush toward the Jiuquan Launch Base while praying in their hearts.

With every rotation of the golden radiance, it converged upon the true form within his mind. The image of the man, the tree, and the armor instantly shone with a brilliant golden light, as if about to condense into a physical entity.

In this military and political academy, besides common subjects such as infantry, artillery, cavalry, communications, engineering, and logistics, newly added courses would include air defense, the air force, and armored troops. Meanwhile, politics-related subjects would encompass philosophy, modern history, economics, organizational science, and party-building, among others.

A foul like that could warrant a technical foul or even a flagrant foul, but the referee showed leniency and simply called it a charging foul.

"What are you looking at? So intently?" Having returned from Jiang Daming’s office, Ahn Sung-woo prepared to pack his things and leave, but seeing that Lee Min-hyun hadn't left yet and was staring intently at something, he walked over.

After a long while, he finally snapped out of his daze, closed the radio, and ran toward the Guangzhou military authorities.

To everyone's surprise, Chen Mengqi suddenly left without saying goodbye, leaving behind only a note, and had been out of contact ever since. Consequently, this two-hundred-million-yuan bank card had been kept in Ye Ming's custody all along.

Lu Yu thought of his cousin again; his cousin was much more mature than that He Wan'er. He Wan'er's breasts were at most a B-cup, whereas his cousin's must have been a D-cup. His cousin was also fully ripened and ready for plucking.

In contrast, Wen Feng was exceptionally calm, waiting until the entire class had rushed out before leisurely strolling out to the corridor. This wasn't him putting on airs, but rather that after going through trials and tribulations, the mid-term examinations could no longer stir any ripples in his heart.

This being the case, they needed to carefully consider how to wage a major battle against these Black Mountain bandits.

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The only thing that troubled Old Jiu was the control over Fuji City and Yushi City. Because these two cities were originally built privately by the Fu family and the Yu family, Old Jiu had no way to exploit the situation.

"Does the sir know that our troop is currently out to capture you and your companions?" Meng Tian asked, somewhat bewildered, unsure of what Gao Jianli was actually planning.

"Are you going to talk or not!" Seeing Old Jiu's expression, Long Siqeng gritted her teeth in anger, looking genuinely somewhat annoyed.

Afterward, they each drank some more alcohol. Yao Xi was the first to get up and leave, followed closely by the rabbit spirit who, feeling aggrieved because of the recent incident, stomped off angrily toward the kitchen.

After all, Gao Jianli and the others remained somewhat uneasy about Tianming's safety, and after a brief moment of contemplation, they could roughly guess that Tianming had fled into the mountains, so they joined the Mohist clan members to search for him.

After all, the other person could recite every single line completely accurately while he still needed to look at a script; that would simply be too humiliating.

After uttering those words, the hands embracing Qing Mo tightened once more, holding her securely within his embrace.

"Dare I ask, esteemed sir, what on earth are you puttering around with?" An elderly man grew somewhat impatient and could not help asking.

Chen Che felt somewhat at a loss. Looking around, he saw only withered fallen leaves, sparse mountain flowers, and boundless scattered rocks; there was no sign of camera crews or directors anywhere.

Zhao Wanxian's expression was extremely unsightly. How could he have known that these demon clans were so stubborn in their single-mindedness, pursuing him all the way from so far away?

The thin black silk tightly enveloped her gracefully contoured long legs without a single ounce of excess fat. Plump yet slender, it perfectly displayed the alluring lines of her legs.

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Lan Yin was caught completely off guard. Originally, she had wanted to keep it hidden forever, and He Weigui had never asked her about it either. She had assumed the matter had simply passed, but she never expected He Weigui to suddenly bring it up now.

"If you want to become a mercenary, just go to the Mercenary Guild on West Street. As long as you have the ability, anyone can take on mercenary missions there... However, before that, whether you qualify to be a mercenary certainly requires a test," the bearded man suddenly explained.

"I..." Lan Yin felt He Weigui was somewhat terrifying. In front of this man, she felt practically like a transparent person, unable to conceal any secrets.

Eventually, through a twist of fate, the victim's family heard that there was a lawyer in Jianghai who dared to defy evil, so harboring a tentative attitude, they sought out Yu Jing.

Upon hearing this, Lan Jizhi nodded, and the four of them detoured back onto the road, heading toward the direction of the old capital.

As it happened, these past few days had been a continuous drizzle, and today the rain was particularly heavy, pouring down from the heavens right at the moment of engagement with the demon rebels. Yet, the moment the bird-guns fired outside the camp, the rain actually stopped, and by the time Tao Zhulu came before Lan Jizhi, it had completely ceased.

Thus, very smoothly, Nian and Shirley were escorted and captured, brought to Mo Mol's mansion. This was a luxurious estate situated right on the edge of a coastal cliff. Featuring an open spacious plaza, a miniature balcony garden, various lavish architectural decorations, and a layout comparable to a royal palace, this fellow truly fancied himself a local king.