Chapter 307: Priority Evacuation

"Then let's make it quick!" Li Chang'an charged toward the final piece of equipment, delivering two ferocious strikes with his chainsword, cleaving it entirely in two with sheer brute force.

Seeing the tide turn against them, the rebels began to scatter and flee in all directions.

"Shall we pursue?" Shen Qiuyue asked, her voice calm and level.

"No pursuit, prioritize evacuation!" Li Chang'an bellowed his command.

"Bai Lin, set up the jammer to stop them from tracking us!"

"Understood!" Bai Lin swiftly deployed the jamming device on the spot, and upon its activation—

Such was the charm of these brothers; when faced with trouble, words were entirely superfluous, for they shared a silent, profound understanding. Lin Xiao was the modern-day knight-errant, Fan Shengjun the ferocious general, and the spiked-hair youth the most fiercely loyal of personal bodyguards.

The name Lillian had carried absolute renown across the global underworld stage just two years prior.

Fortunately, the eldest young master's health was improving day by day, which, in the eyes of Uncle Fu, mattered more than anything else.

As he spoke to this point, Han Tianche's tone could not help but carry a profound sense of lament, for Han Zheng's rise had truly filled him with an equal measure of shock and dread.

These youths closed in, clutching broken wine bottles until the perimeter became utterly claustrophobic, every single one of their gazes so fierce it seemed they meant to tear Ning Yang into a thousand pieces.

While Long Yuqing was lost in her own deep contemplation, Jiang Yanran, who stood beside her, suddenly caught her off guard with such a question.

Hearing Zhou Zhongyuan speak of it, Lu Nan could not resist redeeming one for himself and began to eat it.

By utilizing Mother Shen, I successfully won over the great general Shen Qi. Though Shen Qi was merely a surrendered commander, his loyalty to me was not a single fraction weaker than that of the other generals.

She feared her own royal mother would blame her—blame her for driving Chu Yun away, blame her for her stubbornness, and blame her for her reckless, willful behavior.

After taking a couple of bites, I suddenly remembered something and gestured toward Sirius not far away. Seeing this, the latter hurriedly jogged over.

"Why? Right now, Cheng Hao and his people stand absolutely no chance against us," Qing Que said, growing anxious.

He brought the car to a halt. At this moment, he looked precisely like an ordinary man, devoid of even the slightest hint of power.

It was only that Zhao Jingshan's attitude remained uncertain for now, so Bai Ling'er dared not make a decision lightly; if Zhao Jingshan held no affection for her, their life after marriage would not be an easy one.

Immediately following that, a chaotic din of footsteps rang out, and countless soldiers clad in peacekeeping uniforms materialized before everyone's eyes.

Young Master Heng could find nothing more to say, so he could only let her weep for a while to let her emotions settle as much as possible; he did not wish to see her harmed.

"Then there is no mistake. How could there be so many coincidences? Having the same name and being in the same profession, and with Rui Jinju being a public official, it can only be Mayor Rui," someone stated with certainty.

By the time Meng Qi reached the perimeter wall outside of Stikana's residence, two men stood flanking the entrance, and the gate was tightly shut.

"Not yet?" Huang Fu let out a bitter smile. He had only just received the news himself, and he had no idea what the scene actually looked like.

"This decisive strike by the Fourteenth Air Force was truly excellent, their timing was remarkably precise. It seems General Tang is indeed a master of strategic command!" Bai Chongxi said with a smile to those around him, his eyes fixed on the map of the southwest.

Qin Wan kept her ledger perfectly clear; the antidote was merely compensation for dusting Li Han with the itching powder, and since she had exchanged her own points for that powder, she certainly couldn't let him have it for nothing.

Relying on this, Li Chengdong had been able to ride the wind of fortune to pacify everything north of Thanh Hoa. Originally, Ma Jixiang could have climbed a step higher based on this achievement, but once he witnessed Zhu Youlang's methods of restructuring the army and governing the state, Ma Jixiang was gripped by fear; remembering his past reputation, he dreaded incurring Zhu Youlang's displeasure.

Han Sanqian was well aware of his own physical condition; he was merely temporarily escaping death, which did not mean he was immortal.

Yet even as Zhu Youlang was deliberating over military and political affairs with his ministers, Zhu Chenggong had already retreated from Nanjing—though it was just as he was passing by Chongming Island.

What he faced was the chaotic, monstrous onslaught of Han Sanqian, alongside the autonomous strikes of the King of Ten Thousand Weapons, moving entirely without the need for manual control.