Volume 1, Chapter 61: Kill, Kill, Kill!

The Imperial Sword in Song Chenfei's hand swung up once more, swift as lightning, and slashed fiercely and horizontally toward Song Ting.
"Song Chenfei, you are utterly audacious! How dare you defy the imperial edict!" Eunuch Liu shouted in fury.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, the Japanese are a nation that will not feel pain until they are thoroughly beaten. Although they have agreed to peace talks with us this time, your humble servant believes this is merely a delaying tactic, and they might well stage a comeback any day now!" Zhong Nan indeed held a poor opinion of the Japanese.
A look of joy appeared on Zhang Yang's face. Although all of this had been within his expectations, now that it had actually happened, Zhang Yang still could not help feeling overjoyed.
"What? You guys aren't doing anything illegal in there, are you? Let me tell you, this is a nation ruled by law; the net of heaven is vast, and though its meshes are wide, nothing escapes. If you do illegal things, you will meet with retribution!" Zhang Ming spoke with an air of righteousness, as if his sense of justice had suddenly burst forth.
"You should feel fortunate to die at my hands. Rest assured, I will ensure you feel not a shred of pain!" With its mouth slightly open, Huo Rulong's voice resounded across the heavens.
After exchanging greetings with that person, Yin Yi walked up to the virtual laboratory bench, inserted his information card ID, and lifted out the locked culture dish.
When all was said and done, it was his own underestimate of the enemy that had allowed Chen Ge to exploit the opening. Excessive confidence likely turned into conceit, and capsizing in a drainage ditch was precisely this sort of situation.
Ishida Ibuki tasted a trace of bitterness in his mouth. Given the conditions of this old factory, the fellow who had fired the shots would inevitably discover the traces of their entry afterward.
"What is this thing?" The Void Beast was terrified. It sensed that its divine soul was losing something, yet it could not pinpoint exactly what.
This man was over seventy years of age, making him relatively young among the veteran ministers. He was slightly plump, looked quite prosperous, and possessed a rather well-kept appearance.
"It's fine, I'm not in a hurry." Zhang Ming shook his head. Although Bai Yudie clearly wasn't in any particular rush after receiving the news, nor was there any pressing need to hurry back, right now, accompanying Liu Susu was far more important, so to speak.
The meal concluded amidst a tense atmosphere. Just as they were preparing to stand up and leave, a figure descended from the second floor.
The medicinal pill hissed and crackled inside the cauldron, its medicinal potency continuously blending and shifting. Every single fraction, every microscopic thread of it fused together perfectly, and whenever even the slightest impurity appeared, it was instantly vaporized by the searing heat, vanishing without a trace.
"If you have nothing else to do, you may head back. Tell your third uncle that we accept this job." Bahamut said indifferently, raising his teacup.
Time is a merciless butcher's blade, wearing down the fighting spirit of countless heroes, eroding that fearless courage of their youth when newborn calves cared nothing for tigers and swore to pierce the very heavens.
Consequently, the Eighth Route Army soldiers shouted all sorts of things, calling out the familiar names of the puppet troops and bringing up intimate family matters of the collaborationist soldiers.
"Activate all satellites immediately and reposition them along the border. You must lay eyes on Lin Xiao and that Henry!" Hearing the soldier's report, Xiao Zhenshan could not help but freeze for a moment before his eyes rolled, and he barked sternly. Upon receiving Xiao Zhenshan's order, the soldier hurriedly turned and rushed off to execute it.
A little past ten o'clock in the evening, they finally arrived at Bingyu County. Because it was already late and there were no more vehicles available, they had no choice but to check into a hotel. Less than five minutes after they reached their room, a knock sounded at the door. Thinking it was the hotel proprietor, Yang Zhen hurriedly pulled the door open.
Heavenly Venerate Xuanyuan was quite willing to nurture the younger generation, telling Xiao Lang a great deal that gave him a profound understanding of the cultivation system for martial artists in the Divine Realm.