Volume 1 Chapter 28 She Is Being Targeted

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Fei Xun strode away on his long legs, turning to leave without a word.

Lin Yuxia, assuming that President Fei had some urgent business for her to attend to, hurriedly packed her laptop, shouldered her bag, and trotted after him, still clutching her coffee cup.

The elevator carried the two of them directly to the top floor.

Ding—the elevator doors slid open. This was Lin Yuxia’s third visit to the executive office area.

Ever since Li Meng had been taken away by the police, he had never been released; it seemed they were intent on keeping him behind bars.

However, Lin Dong had no time to spare for that now. Without a moment’s hesitation, he instantly set his sights on the nearest target.

If Lin Ying hadn’t known the gist of the young man’s report, she would have been completely taken in by their superb acting.

“Don’t worry, he’s dead,” Yan Jiucheng said, reaching up to adjust his mask. He looked around and noticed a set of keys hanging from the man’s waist, his eyes lighting up.

Recalling Lin Ying and her group’s performance at the wilderness camp, Yang Gaoquan finally felt a sense of certainty.

He had forgotten when his surroundings had changed like this, or when he had left the forest and arrived in the wasteland.

Having seized the advantage, John grabbed Tong Guan by the body and began to shake him violently as if he were a toy, slamming him left and right against the ground until Tong Guan was covered in blood.

Lin Ying charged straight through the zombies, crossing the first and second lines of defense to reach the third.

“Since you are so honest and look so innocent, I’ll tell you, so you don’t suffer this beating in vain,” Captain Liu said.

A blood-red shadow streaked past Jiang Xia, missing his body by a mere finger’s breadth.

But to inflict injury on someone at the Nascent Spirit realm, Feng Lin would need to expend far more energy; he simply had no chance of winning.

Xiaoxiao had regained consciousness shortly after leaving Chengdu, but her injuries were severe. Although she had taken the Great Restoration Pill, her absorption was slow. As Lian Yuncheng looked at her now, her face remained deathly pale.

This meant that if she could complete all the tasks, she would definitely be able to see him in the real world.

Upon hearing this, the demon army, especially the generals among them, erupted into a state of chaos.

Lin Tian needed to prepare three outfits: one stylish hip-hop ensemble, a suit to match Liu Qingcheng’s dance dress, and a final formal suit to coordinate with Jiang Pandie’s gown.

Under the brilliant play of light and shadow, Luo Hongying could clearly feel a world-shaking power coalescing within. It was as if force had been borrowed from the void itself; a single strike would be enough to destroy this space in an instant.

A black vortex hung in the sky, like the gaping maw of a demon from the Nine Hells, ready to devour the world. Fierce winds raged, clouds were swept away, thunder rumbled, and bolts of lightning danced through the air.

“I’m offering you credit for this. Do you want it or not? If you don’t, I’ll give it to someone else,” Lin Tian said indifferently.

“Mr. Chancellor, have you considered the consequences of doing this?” All he could do now was offer a warning; a mutual destruction would not necessarily result in a favorable outcome for Germany.

Geshalanbai closed his eyes again and extended his palms as instructed. Their spiritual energies engaged in a virtual duel of internal power manipulation within the hall, though in reality, their bodies remained in the confinement room, sitting cross-legged and facing each other. In that pure white space, currents of energy surged and clashed, flowing unrestrained.

This was another reason why Gu Youran had not dared to bring up the subject of re-exploring the deep valley crevice all these years.

“Indeed, I am also puzzled by the Empress Mother’s attitude toward this matter,” Baoyuan said, sitting back down beside me.

They had not spoken much, maintaining a silence that seemed to be the most effective form of communication between them.