Chapter 150: Robbing the Robbers

When Garen finished his work and returned, he saw Ao Xi juggling car keys and showing off, with his firearms laid out on the table. In addition to two custom-modified pistols that clearly looked expensive, the other two were not standard issue either, both being MOS models, and he was even wearing Arc'teryx tactical gear.

Thinking back on Ao Xi's kill record and medals, Garen was left even more speechless.

Who is the team leader here, you or me?

How is it that you're living better than I am?

Maybe I should just hand this team leader position over to... No, forget it, I'd rather—

"Uncle policeman lent them to me," Lin Xuan said with a triumphant, boastful look. Although the situation was critical, acting this way could help ease梓喵's anxiety.

"Mother, Mother looks very unusual," Lan Yiyi said, her face full of worry. Mother had never been like this before.

There are certain techniques where not just any martial art can be practiced; each martial art requires a matching cultivation method. Yet the Yin-Yang Overlord Art was capable of harmonizing with any martial art. That alone was enough to be considered defying the heavens.

Even if Hu Yifei had chosen a teaching career in the original work, she would have decided that only after earning her doctorate. How could it be so sudden like this? Lin Xuan hadn't caught the slightest whisper of it beforehand; it was far too bizarre.

Taking advantage of Lü Bu's momentary carelessness, Xu Chu delivered a full-powered slash to force Lü Bu back, instantly leaping out of the combat circle. Lü Bu, wanting to exchange a few more blows with Xu Chu, did not pursue him relentlessly and let Xu Chu gallop away into the distance.

And the golden man at the first layer of the Desolate Ancient Realm right in front of them was none other than the general who commanded the tripartite forces of the Wtuo Kingdom in ancient times!

Today was their wedding night; instead of waiting for her in the bedroom, what was he doing running over here?

Ju Shou had previously asked Yu Xin along the way who he was planning to seek out this time, because he knew Yu Xin's character very well—he would never make such a pointless detour for nothing.

Long Tengyi nodded. It would be even better if that were the case, so that his Xiang'er wouldn't always stay cooped up in the Magic City and want to come out and play instead.

Xiao Cheng's body trembled slightly, his gaze sinking deep into her eyes, the pale expression carved into his heart like a knife.

"I believe you, of course I believe you. Whatever you say, I believe." Leaning against Ma Jianyao and breathing in the sunny, masculine scent of him, Lin Zhijun suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of security for reasons unknown.

It had been a long time since he had unleashed the Phantom Mystery footwork to its full potential. Li Feng easily dodged the golden spear's charge while launching counterattacks against Li Tianyi.

A massive mass of scorching flames suddenly erupted from that ultimate wall of fire, resembling a crimson cocoon that instantly enveloped Wang Tian, whose bones and meridians had just finished coagulating.

After sobbing for a while, seeing that Ma Jianyao showed no reaction and seemingly afraid of waking the others, Chen Lei gently kissed his chapped, icy cheek before hurriedly slipping away.

Starlight brilliantly dazzled, and those blurred figures touched by it all disintegrated. Mo Li felt as though he saw the illusionary yet real figures pouncing toward him at that very moment, closing in with lightning speed. Between their gestures lay terrifying killing intent, their fingertips plunging deeply into Mo Li's hands, carving out horrific gashes.

However, he believed he would cross paths with her again. Didn't she say herself that she had already left her heart behind?

As the warden was thinking this, his vision suddenly blurred, immediately followed by several miserable screams. When he focused his gaze, the martial police officers who had been so imposing just moments ago were now lying on the ground, groaning in pain.

"It's fine!" The Great Demon God waved his hand, holding the Heaven-Shooting Bow in his fingers. A barrier-like radiance circulated all over his body, continuously repairing the chronic ailments within him.

Zhang Ye couldn't help but be moved. This was mentioned more than once—the Dao of Long Lan; even she herself might not truly believe in her own teachings.

Bu Xu was pressed for time. He had actually considered getting out of the car to negotiate with the security guards, but in the end, he chose the simple and brutal approach—crashing right through.

The uncertainty stemmed from two factors: first, battery endurance; second, the equipment being discovered. If even one of these went wrong, this entire trip would have been a waste of effort.