Chapter 140: Should We Look Into It?

Facing Cao Mang's inquiry, Bayonet spread his hands and replied with icy indifference.

"We only discovered this warehouse after finishing off the target. I felt something wasn't right about this, so I reported it."

Cao Mang muttered helplessly, "Keep tracing the source of these food supplies. Inform me immediately if you find any clues."

"There is a box truck parked by the roadside,..."

When the alchemy flame turned a dazzling white, the black metal rod finally showed a reaction, displaying signs of softening. Note that it was softening rather than melting, and the entire metal rod began to soften simultaneously, much like dry noodles becoming soft when mixed with water.

Before he could pull his arm back, however, a piercing pain shot through him. Looking closely, he saw that both of his palms had been completely severed.

Ba'er and Ulji pretended to offer words of comfort while instigating him, urging him to kill Tuoba Jie to avenge Linglan.

As their spiritual artifacts collided, the intangible shockwave actually sliced through a piece of Wei Linglang's sleeve, leaving the onlookers dumbfounded.

"Your two apprentices are with me. If you want them to live, get to the stadium immediately!" A voice suddenly rang beside my ear. I froze for a moment, then took a single step toward the stadium. In the blink of an eye, I arrived at the stadium entrance, and with my next step, I appeared directly inside.

"Three lifetimes of reincarnation, all spent practicing the sword path. Yet in reality, my comprehension of the sword path is inferior even to the Laws of Stars and the Laws of Creation." Yuanchu smiled self-deprecatingly. This truly sounded like a joke, and indeed, it was one.

Yuanchu smiled with relief. If it involved secrets tied to immense karma and deep connections, Qingyun's handling of the matter was indeed the most appropriate course of action.

The next day, Tuoba Jie left Fengheng's Taoist temple and embarked on the journey back to the main camp. After three days and three nights of arduous travel, he finally returned to his camp.

Otherwise, he would have nearly perished, soul scattering into the void within the Heavenly Chasm fissure, and only by a hair's breadth had he secured this chance at reincarnation in the present lifetime.

Yet by this point, Qian Liu also knew that if the Huainan army launched another offensive of today's scale, the outer city would likely fall, leaving the defenders with no choice but to hold out in the inner city. But once the outer city fell, how long could they possibly last relying solely on the inner city?

"I never mentored you, so stop trying to gild the lily. Now that you've settled the score and thrown your weight around, why haven't you rolled out of the Medicine King Valley yet? Damn it, everyone in my Medicine King Valley is a talent, yet you managed to steal all the spotlight," Yao Qianfeng snorted coldly.

As long as this mid-lane defensive tower was demolished, the economy they had fallen behind in earlier would be largely recovered.

The vacantness in Difeng's eyes gradually regained a trace of vitality. He lowered his gaze to his wrist, where a cyan butterfly mark rested on his bronze-colored skin. It was more profound than before, full of life, and looked as though it could spread its wings and take flight at any moment.

This display of intimacy greatly displeased Wang Ruoxin beside them. She slammed her cup onto the coffee table and turned away in a huff.

Even though several of them were formidable experts, they could not help but feel utterly astonished upon hearing Dr. Fukuhara's introduction.

The members of the "Seven Killings" mercenary martial artist group all stared wide-eyed. None of them had expected such an outcome—their third squad captain couldn't even withstand ten moves from the opponent?

At this critical juncture, Hong Yu attained an even profounder comprehension of the Myriad Golden Armament Divine Art.

Purple Spirit Consort was hiding within the [Six Paths Heaven-Evading Coffin]. Ye Yun carried the [Six Paths Heaven-Evading Coffin] on his back rather than storing it in his palm dimension, using it to remain concealed.

While they did not dare to interfere, those ancient monsters of the Unbounded Dynasty felt no such pressure. Their experience and insight far surpassed ordinary powerhouses, having once been prodigies who dazzled an entire era.

Yet this did not prevent Zhao Yuan from quickly striking up a familiar rapport. To become a deputy county magistrate at such a young age meant he was certainly no ordinary figure. Looking ahead now, it was obvious that two conference staff members had come out to greet him, proving he must be an important guest at the meeting—at the very least, more important than himself, the top leader.