Chapter 387: Eve of the Storm

"What do you think you're doing? This is the headquarters of the Galaxy Group!" The security guard panicked, his voice cracking with terror.

"What do we think we're doing?" Li Chang'an countered, his gaze ice-cold. "We want our people!"

"If you don't release them, we force our way in," he added, his tone carrying an unyielding hardness.

The security captain, a coward masking behind a fierce facade, shrieked out his command: "Go! Catch them!"

The guards surged forward in a chaotic swarm.

The security captain led the charge.

"Dandan, you know, sometimes I really envy you." Wang Juan had a low tolerance for alcohol; a single bottle of beer had already left her tipsy. Her cheeks were flushed like a sunset, her eyes dazed and unfocused, leaving her likely unaware of what she was even saying.

Yu Changhai held an exceptionally high status within the Yu family, so much so that even Yu Shan dared not speak to him in such a manner. Yu Chengbing's words were undoubtedly a blunt reminder to Yu Changhai that he was merely a servant of the house, entirely without the right to speak to him like that.

Yet Wuhuan had precious little strength left; the moment he pushed himself to stand, he was already collapsing back down.

"Giggle..." Hearing his boastful self-praise, Long Yun could not help but cover her mouth and burst into laughter.

If that was the case, then it indicated that those powerhouses you mentioned earlier might not necessarily come out alive either.

The elder knew Zhan Lianjing intended to leave and hurriedly tried to block him, but with another swift blur of movement, Zhan Lianjing was already gone.

Just like those foolish agents, gentlemen below Star Alliance Level 6 would appear every year and perish every year. Why would the high-and-mighty Star Alliance ever bother to spare them a glance?

The vice principal hesitated for a long while, but the Grand Elder's command was something he dared not disobey. Therefore, the moment he stepped out of the room, he hurried straight toward the location of the forbidden grounds.

Mi Yue followed closely behind, running across the corridor bridge as well. Suddenly, as if sensing something, she came to a halt and looked ahead.

The "Capital Club" was located near the Palace Museum, where taxis were miserably scarce. Song Qingchun spent a long time trying to hail a ride with her phone, yet she didn't manage to summon a single cab; instead, she ended up waiting out Su Zinian.

Although a crossbow required far longer to reload than a traditional bow, it boasted a greater range, more lethal force, and higher accuracy, all while demanding less of its user—making it a formidable, long-range weapon of mass destruction.

"A humble woman like me possesses no such talent to aid Miss Liu," Yueshuang said faintly, continuing to play her melody with focused devotion.

Upon entering the inner bedchamber, Xie Xuan'er swiftly cast a more complex barrier spell before turning to speak directly to Xie Fuyi.

There were many masters of Daoist techniques and martial arts powerhouses who, upon reaching a certain level of cultivation—such as the Golden Core stage, the Nascent Soul stage, or becoming a sixth or seventh-rank martial artist—possessed the ability to extend their lifespans, or even reverse aging to seek the secrets of immortality.

The discovery that steel becomes brittle after pickling marked the beginning of research into hydrogen embrittlement, yet even now, no definitive results have been achieved.

Looking at the newlyweds, Jinyu felt immensely joyful. Seeing Jintang looking utterly aggrieved, with the faint, bruised print of a slap still lingering on his face, Jinyu froze for a brief moment before her happiness deepened even further.

The young girl was like a kite let loose; once she flew out, she had no desire to return. Her eldest brother at home was like a pining stone, yearning for her day after day, yet finding it awkward to express.

As they talked, the two of them had already walked out of the park and returned to the bustling streets. The surroundings grew exceptionally warm—well, perhaps it was just an illusion born of staying in the woods for too long?

A flash of azure light streaked across. The Xuanyuan Sword in Lin Yu's hand transformed into a flying blade, piercing straight into the forehead of the golden-giant serpent, impaling the very center of the golden dragon's brow in a single strike.

"This phone and the case were originally a pair, weren't they! I don't see you selling any cases for the 21 model here anyway!" He Xuan intended to strike a warning blow, aiming to expose the mastermind behind the scenes directly.

"Very well. However, Master, I still firmly believe that doing this is unwise," Shopkeeper Huo said, filled with misgivings.