Chapter 56: Bureau 66 Investigation (4)

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Bound by the lightning bolts, Wilson suddenly came to a realization: Zhuo Yun had turned the snowflakes into a downpour precisely to exploit the property of electricity conducting through water.
Cao Zinuo gazed ahead toward the entrance of Hamunaptra, where an aura of supreme and terrifying intensity was emanating, mingled with a destructive, volatile, and irresistible force.
"I just wanted to let you know I'll be using this number lately, not asking you to come out and keep me company. Did you have to snap at me like that?" He Zirou muttered resentfully, immediately plotting ways to exact her revenge.
Yet, unlike the original story, Cao Zinuo was speaking with Alice at this moment. Therefore, when Cao Zinuo uttered those unsettling words, Alice immediately expressed her agreement.
Her gaze remained calm, but her trembling skin betrayed her true state of mind—she was clearly in a state of intense agitation.
Having just finished some fruit and preparing for bed, Zhuo Yun was immediately startled by the sound of footsteps approaching from the direction of the staircase, shattering his momentary relaxation.
In the past, I might have flown into a rage and fought it to the death, but now that we ultimately serve the same boss, going too far and drawing the attention of the big boss wouldn't be wise.
Ever since returning from his training outside, the pale-faced cultivator had constantly heard people around him talk about how formidable and unfathomable this fiend was. He had long been consumed by jealousy and resentment, and now that he encountered him with companions backing him up, he naturally wanted to take matters into his own hands and dispatch him with his own sword.
The Bone Demon chieftain and the Blade Demon chieftain lowered their heads deeply, while the other demons behaved even more pathetically.
The red-haired, green-eyed man puffed out his chest with smug satisfaction upon seeing everyone prostrating themselves, instantly revitalized. The middle-aged man with a three-pronged mustache looked even more restrained, stepping back a few paces as if terrified that the bows were meant for him, though the sharp gleam in his eyes betrayed his inner elation.
"Jingtian, I have to leave." Seeing that Jingtian was doing fine, Ah Niu felt relieved. Old Li's medicine needed to be filled, and he still had his cultivation practice to attend to.
In modern training theories for professional racing drivers in Senna, reaction speed under extreme velocities, physical coordination, stress response, and the brain's neural control over various body parts constitute the absolute core.
While walking, Ji Mo suddenly noticed numerous inscriptions carved along the edge of a fountain basin. Puzzled, he walked over, for he certainly did not remember anyone ever vandalizing this fountain.
Entangled by several thick, thorny vines, He Bing sustained immediate injuries, but he no longer had the luxury to care. He channeled his soul power to unleash a Tier 4 explosive talisman, knowing full well that if Kong Sang's sword connected, certain death awaited him.
The Monkey King let out a low roar, whipped out his Golden-Hooped Rod, and charged directly toward the pitch-black giant sword.
Zhuo Yanxiu could not fathom what intention Xu Maoxian had in summoning him today. If outsiders were to overhear their simple exchange of words, they would undoubtedly find it unbelievable.
When I woke up the next day, the sun was already high in the sky. I hurriedly had Biyu dress and groom me, then rushed over to the Emperor's quarters. Offering morning greetings at this hour felt suspiciously like showing up for lunch, hehe.
The Cangxuan Mansion indeed had such a regulation, meant to prevent the people they trained from turning around and harming the Canglin Kingdom, yet no one could have anticipated that Manager Tang would sink to such shameless depths.