Chapter 118: Heartbeat

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Lou Yu’s fingertips trembled slightly. His perfect self-control crumbled in an instant, and he had no idea why. A sense of panic stirred within him. He neither spoke nor reached out. Wang Heng wondered, "What is wrong with him? Is he really being this dramatic during his voice-changing phase? It is one thing to be quiet, but why refuse the lychees?" Lou Yu was never one for gluttony, yet when food was offered to his very lips... Looking down at the crippled Necromancer who had been captured, Han Gufeng finally recalled what he had intended to say. Xin Ya, Zhu Yu, and Si Yu exchanged bitter glances; they had gone, certainly, but the mine vein was already empty.

"Demand one hundred and fifty from Old Peng, or no one leaves," Gao Xiong said, rising to his feet and eyeing Ge Xixiang, who sat on the ground. Choice is a luxury reserved for the powerful, but for the common folk, it is often a matter of necessity. Beyond throwing the horse in, there was no better way; throwing a rabbit or a living person made little difference. The horse was already prepared. "Keep that same smile on your face all day tomorrow until you clock out," he sneered, turning away to board his car, waiting for the items he had requested to be delivered. Because one team member had failed to suppress a laugh at a comment from Geng Haoshi yesterday, he had been expelled from the team. Now, only eleven members remained on the school basketball team. Suddenly, he felt a surge of alarm. By the time he turned back, it was too late; a heavy blow struck his back, the result of the gale force unleashed by the Seven-Star Precious Sword. Ling Jiu felt his internal organs shudder violently. As he finished speaking, the immortals all stood tall and proud, projecting an air of righteous indignation; those who were truly immersed in the act even drew their weapons. He was no fool; eighty-four of their brothers had descended, and seeing Ji Ruohua slaughtering them with such ease, suffering not a single scratch, he instantly understood what kind of person he was dealing with. With that, Geng Haoshi nimbly stripped off his shorts and underwear, standing stark naked before the team members. Xu Guohua felt a sinking sensation; the traffic police detachment kept a roster of all the primary middle-level leaders of the county committee and government, though it did not include their deputies. Xu Guohua nodded slightly, surprised that Zhao Hanliang had chosen Jianghai City—the very place where Sun Dejiang had previously served—as the destination for Xu Yun. Out of three hundred people, over twenty had already been eliminated. Ou Ge, having secured Medusa’s wager, held a significant lead.

Liu Yucai had been plagued by an ominous premonition for several days. Everyone in the Longkang County officialdom knew exactly what Li Manjun was planning by suddenly targeting the financial sector. His entire body convulsing, Mr. Bai gritted his teeth, his face turning deathly pale as he struggled to remain silent. Over the past twenty years, all the surrounding houses had been demolished and rebuilt, yet this building alone remained standing, immovable. They had gone and never returned. Reflecting on the circumstances, it was Captain Ning who had assigned them to the vanguard; she suspected he was inextricably linked to the matter. "You bastard, do you think this will make us give up?" Lin Tunan roared, watching his brother suffer. With a cold expression, he swept his leg, snapping the door latch in two with a loud crack. Bai Xue pushed the door open, but the moment she glanced inside, her stomach churned; the scene within was harrowing. Hearing this, Lin Yun'er did not know whether to sigh in relief or be consumed by worry; she was the most popular member and, consequently, the first in line for exposure. Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head and said, "I do not know, junior! They did not say much when they arrived, only demanding that we surrender immediately!" Her face flushed red as she spoke, likely recalling the lewd remarks the group had made. Lin Qingxuan hurriedly circulated the "Evergreen Art," refining the surge of primordial yin energy while simultaneously channeling his own pure yang energy into Shangguan Mei’s body.