Chapter 42: Just Pretend It Was Bought for the Cafeteria
If there were a dish of fried squid at Director Zhai's grandson's full-month banquet, it would certainly be a showstopper.
It was easy to make as well: cleaned, sliced into rings, coated in batter, and deep-fried. Both adults and children loved it, and she was certain that Director Zhai's household wouldn't lack cooking oil.
Having made up her mind, Su Qiao stepped out of the supermarket.
Su Qiao rode her bicycle swayingly, and before she even reached the entrance of the First Cafeteria, several people rushed out from the side, startling her so much that she almost lost her grip on the handlebars and fell.
Fortunately...
In some ordinary places, primitive force was basically in an extremely ethereal state, invisible to the naked eye.
Then, a painful, muffled grunt escaped his lips as he said, "How is this possible..." With that, his hands weakly let go of the Sky-Breaking Sword, and he plunged headfirst into the fissure.
Lin Xuan glanced at He Xiao, his eyes also asking whether he, too, had failed to understand. He Xiao gave a soft cough and nodded, silently acknowledging the matter.
The first thing that crossed Mo Zidai's mind was that Yin Shijie had returned. After casting a glance at He Xiao and Lin Xuan, Mo Zidai became even more certain of this.
When Namikaze Minato brought Shisui to the Konoha stronghold, dozens of ninjas were already on standby there. Once the surprise attack unit of Iwagakure was discovered, they would sally forth to support the ambushed ninjas.
In fact, the abilities acquired upon breaking through level eighteen also followed a pattern. The stronger one's strength, the higher the likelihood of obtaining a powerful ability during the breakthrough, and the type of ability was often related to one's bloodline.
Once upon a time, Mo Zhong and the others had joined forces in their youth to set a trap, ruthlessly luring the Thousand-Man Slaughterer into it. Then ensued a pitch-black, harrowing battle, and in the end, the Thousand-Man Slaughterer died, and they even severed his head.
Entrusting this scroll to a core disciple like Yun Tianyang was no ordinary task; it belonged to a category of considerably high difficulty.
Nalan Lan'er turned her head upon hearing the commotion. Seeing that it was Yun Ziqing, a smile blossomed on her face, and she stood still, waiting for the latter to run over from afar.
Gao Jun's habit bordered on depression, always anticipating the worst in everything. He wondered if someone was playing tricks behind the scenes—after all, a single word from a leadership figure could determine school physical examinations or easily mobilize doctors from affiliated hospitals, such as Vice President Wang or leaders within the education department.
What he was capable of doing, along with his strength, was undoubtedly formidable. If he truly offended him, her days in the entertainment industry would probably be quite difficult, and achieving success would become even harder.
"Such a nuisance!" Luo Yi shifted his claws into a fist, spiritual energy rapidly wrapping around his knuckle, and with a single punch, he sent Mu Chunsheng flying backward.
From the current perspective, Cheng Guodong's initial choice was extremely correct. Although Li Tianyi was currently only a department-level cadre, he had already demonstrated the demeanor of a political statesman. Whether it was his patriotism and devotion to the country, his enterprising spirit, or his resourcefulness and adaptability, all were worthy of affirmation.
"You guys diligently collect water essence, and I will trade pills with you!" Yi Feng smiled at Li Feng and the others before leaving.
Bai Yanqi finally arrived, attired in full military regalia and looking far superior to those ruffians, even though he was still merely a ninth-grade captain.
Li Zhi nodded, sinking into deep contemplation. That pair of hunter father and son were abnormal, and the higher-ups at the Red Arrow Sect seemed abnormal too. Why did it seem as though they could all anticipate things in advance?
A few muttered softly that Jin Chengying truly was a bitch. The human trafficker had said that such a family background was quite rare.
Walking through the pitch-black secret passage, the end led to another exit of the cave. The cave entrance was strewn with rice mixed with minced meat, and Mo Xiao Sheng sensitively caught the scent that strong poison was blended into this rice. Mo Xiao Sheng smiled slightly; this explained why there were no animals near the cave—they must have been poisoned to death.
"Such a fine snake, how did it turn into a human?" Thundercloud looked gloomily at Qingyi, wondering if their dinner had just gone down the drain.