Volume 1, Chapter 55: Fifty-Six Heads

The fire in the Left Treasury burned from the Dragon hour to the Goat hour, lasting for about two hours. Fortunately, the ignition points were few and mainly concentrated in the warehouse storing fabrics. Because it was discovered promptly and many people participated in the firefighting efforts, the flames did not spread to other warehouses.

Lieutenant Jason never expected that the advancing Chinese tanks would suddenly change formation, executing a pincer movement from both flanks to encircle his eight M26 heavy tanks from left and right.

Whenever age was brought up, she grew irritable, wishing she could turn back time so she could remain forever young and beautiful.

Shen Xishi looked at the beauty before him and swallowed hard. With the heavy burden lifted from his heart, his thoughts immediately drifted to other matters.

If he could walk out of here and lean upon the Chen family's vast overseas influence, Chen Yaoyang would undoubtedly carve out a domain of his own abroad within a few years. By then, relying on the relationship between Bai Yi and Chen Yaoyang, purchasing sensitive components, raw materials, or even equipment from Western countries would pose no difficulty at all.

The iron gate that had just been closed was pushed open once more. Yang Fengpeng looked up in a daze, half-dead, only to see a face wet with tears like pear blossoms drenched in rain.

"I told you that?" Yue Ming gently tapped the back of his head, his gaze wandering distractedly in all directions.

The Sage Will of Wang Mingsheng rolled inward and concealed itself within a verdant gourd, manipulating the gourd to forcefully shatter the spatial-temporal laws of this realm and escape into the chaotic river of time and space beyond the heavens.

It was just a pity that, due to a severe lack of experience, the progress in reassembling the dismantled German machinery was excruciatingly slow, leaving the reverse-engineering of the Panzerfaust anti-tank rocket launcher stalled to this day. Coupled with the overt and covert pressures from the Soviet side, Bai Yi was forced to take a step back and pivot toward improving existing equipment.

The man turned slightly sideways and discarded his tie, tossing it aside. The gesture was indescribably noble and refined. He casually unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt, revealing a sturdy chest.

This crazy undertaking was indeed tempting. Seeing the confidence and hope shining in her eyes, Shan Baozhu felt deeply encouraged, smiled, and nodded.

Yet only the two individuals involved knew that ever since Xiao Rui began pursuing Lin Yu'er, all the intimacy between them had been nothing more than an act.

With this expenditure, well over half of the cash on hand was gone. They would just have to wait until this batch of goods was sold before funds could flow back in.

She, too, had fair skin, yet it lacked the translucent clarity of An Qing and Su Nuan. Su Nuan resembled a porcelain doll, making one unable to bear putting her down, wishing only to cherish and admire her dearly.

What met the eyes were thick beams of light; a "Falcon" fighter flying head-on was instantly blasted into fragments.

She was a person of deep passion and genuine emotion, treating others with warmth and pouring out her entire heart. Toward An Qing and Master Artisan He, she had invested her truest sincerity.

The ultimate outcome was that absolutely nothing was accomplished in the negotiations. They were all cunning old foxes who had lived goodness knows how many years, yet time was severely limited, so idle chatter was out of the question. That was why, after the intimidating pressure gradually receded, actual peace talks ensued.

Liu Jiaomo, however, felt a tightening in her chest. Where on earth did she have any horses to let out? If she had any, she would have let them loose long ago; seeing those people filled her with gnashing hatred, so how could she have any mind to chat with them?

Dandan sat on the ground, panting slightly. Feeling the surging yet tranquil primal energy still radiating from Zhang Chao, he could not help but break into a smile.

In just a short while, the replies on the live-stream thread had already surpassed twenty thousand posts, and the count was still crazily multiplying at a dizzying speed.

Yun Luoshen did not say a word; she kicked the heavy doors open with a single blow. At the same time, Qiuyang grabbed Yun Luoshen by the waist, and all six of them simultaneously retreated, dreading any potential ambush.

However, even with all their might, they could only force the Fire Phoenix Meteor Spear downward, unable to shatter the arcane arts of the Nine-Nether Ao for the time being.