Chapter 1503: Chaos in the Special Zone (9)
"Tell me how bad it is," Dana said straight to the point as she followed Rossi into the tent.
A table with maps and LCD screens had been set up in the tent, turning it into a temporary front-line command center.
One of the screens was broadcasting the news, and the male anchor said with a sad and angry expression on his face, "Since the British and Canadians burned down the White House in 1814, this is the first time that an enemy force has successfully occupied the power center of this federation..."
Lin Jingyi naturally noticed her gaze, smiled, and motioned for her to relax. Then they went to the Jinpeng Hotel, which is part of the Jinpeng Group, to have dinner.
"Everything is fine, just as you assumed. It's just that Lu Bu changed the time of siege, delaying it until five o'clock in the morning." Fude briefly described the process of his meeting with Lu Bu.
After observing for an hour, Yue Chen walked into an Antianhui branch. The moment he entered the store, dozens of burning eyes looked at him. Yue Chen looked relaxed, knowing that it was his outfit that caused the trouble, so he smiled back at those eyes.
They are all official students of Qingye Academy. Although their status is not very noble, they are ten or a hundred times better than those servants.
The three disciples cooperated very well, and only three quarters of an hour had the "formation embryo" engraved. Gao Xu frowned, his expression solemn, and he heaved a sigh of relief, holding up the inkstone and walking slowly. Looking at the nearly broken Heaven Bone Mysterious Jade, he sighed softly, with a strong sense of regret.
How could the old man in silver armor know that Ye Tianxun's body movement skills were the inherited martial arts of Venerable Duan Yu - Yun Guang, which was a heaven-defying martial art that even many of the Heavenly Venerables in the Heaven Beyond Heaven found difficult to create.
Ji Lingfeng wanted to infuse his own dragon essence into the other party's body, turning everything upside down, and it would be best if all of Lin Yun's internal organs were burned.
As soon as Zhugaolu approached Ma Teng's camp, without waiting for the defenders to destroy it, Wang Shuang, who was following him, led the soldiers and quickly rushed up the stairs.
Not only Scarface, but the others all had satisfied looks on their faces. They never thought that the Mu Bang Academy, which was even more deserted than a cemetery half a month ago, could make so much money every day like it does now.
A strange look flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. What a strong cultivation base he had. He should be practicing a top-grade ghost-level technique, and his own foundation was extremely strong.
Yu Lu did not rush to answer He Yifeng's words, but looked up at the sky, as if she was in a daze. However, this should ignore the anger emanating from her.
As soon as the voice fell, He Yifeng wanted to pull Wu Ling out of the banquet hall, but before he could move, Wu Ling pushed He Yifeng away and began to retch again.
Wu Ling had already guessed what Mr. He wanted to say to her. She could no longer maintain the smile on her face, and her sadness immediately flowed out.
He Yifeng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Yu Lu's departing back fiercely. He did not withdraw his gaze until she got into Shangguan Mingnan's car.
"There really are people like this in the world!" Ouyang Xue frowned. She once thought that her family was already very different, but she didn't expect that there were so many talented people in the world.
She just didn't expect that today's banquet would make her endure the different looks from others. Since she walked into the banquet venue, everyone started whispering.
Seeing that the big screen had gone black, Mingnan withdrew his gaze, his whole body emitting courage and firm belief.
Seeing that Shangguan Yu stopped talking, everyone felt relieved. This was enough to prove that Shangguan Yu didn't know any of Mingnan's projects.
And, as we all know, compared to Angelo Bianchi, who makes countless people love and hate him madly, Miguel de Silva is indeed a player with a "good" temper.












