112 Superhero 21

Beginning with Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio Feimoan 2288 words 2026-04-13 02:07:59

“The outcome is decided—Jero has claimed the ultimate victory!” Johnny felt a wave of relief when he saw Valentine collapse, but then a sudden shock followed. He shook his head helplessly; the world was often filled with insurmountable difficulties, and it was precisely because of this that Chu Feng’s resolve to transform the Great Qian and usher in a new era grew even stronger.

“My Tobias, this battle had no true winners or losers,” the BOSS whispered softly. He possessed no means of soul transfer. His once smooth chin now bore a faint stubble, his cheeks had become gaunter, and his features softened, losing the sharpness they once had.

When An Zhiyu chatted earlier, Gu Qiuqing had subtly tested her about her sister. Under intense emotions like nervousness or surprise, people often involuntarily reveal body language. Yet, An Zhiyu’s movements were natural and noticeably different from Gu Chunhua’s.

With the protection of the Nine-Colored Pure Land, he forcefully knocked two guards flying, instantly appearing before the one wielding the Meiling Gun. Regardless of whether they were martial cultivators or not, he snatched the gun with his left hand and smashed the other’s head with his right. Blood splattered as the left-hand gun pierced another’s chest.

Amid the driver’s startling words, two police officers exchanged glances and shook their heads before dividing their tasks. One continued to calm and soothe, while the other reported the injured’s condition and the disaster at the scene to the command center, requesting reinforcements and lockdown.

The sky suddenly darkened, thick clouds rolling in. In the palace, Han Feng anxiously searched under his umbrella.

After parting ways with Ai Haibara, Conan used Xiao Liang’s voice to call Takagi Wataru, instructing him to hold the person back.

Zhao Guang continuously deployed troops, having resolved to lead the army personally to Luoyang to crush the rebellious forces of Jin and Wu once and for all; he would not retreat without total victory.

Bai Tian slowly looked up, eyes filled with shock as he stared at the black figure seated on the white hospital bed, swallowing hard.

That morning, as soon as the market opened, the Cang Finger index plunged sharply. Even the leading enterprise, Huading Industrial, was falling. The entire market seemed like a plummeting plane with all stocks declining in unison.

After the temporary pause in the magazine sales rivalry between Lu Han and Chris Wu’s fans, they were quite pleased to watch the two families tear each other apart.

However, upon realizing what the old man had said, he gathered himself and looked toward Ling Youlan.

This unexpected windfall of 420,000 underworld coins seized from Wang Hong was truly a fortunate surprise.

Suddenly, the creaking door of the thatched hut opened slowly. Accompanied by the squeaking sound, a cold breeze brushed the back of Li Zhichen’s neck. He turned over, thinking it was just the wind or a mouse entering, and paid it no mind.

Her entire willpower surged like a raging tide, hair flying and clothes billowing.

Truly, whenever she thought Xu Xing had already reached an extraordinary level, he would reveal an even more exceptional side.

She knew she must remain indifferent to others—that was the only way to survive.

Iron Bull swung his fist as the three clashed fiercely. Shangguan Yun only sought to prevent the two from aiding Wanyan Zongwang, so he held back from delivering fatal blows, each strike carefully controlled.

Beasley and Anthony coordinated their attack. Zhao Da Shao passed the ball without looking during his advance, assisting Powell’s cut-in who received the pass.

Though filled with dissatisfaction towards President Cai Mingbo, he was still the nation’s leader and could not afford to be reckless.

Qin Muche loosened his grip. Su Nian called a doctor for a simple examination, and he was discharged smoothly.

Qiu Xuan briefly introduced the two, saying, “Don’t be fooled by her youth; she’s the continent’s top expert.” Uncle Rong suddenly understood why her name sounded familiar — she was the master of the Brocade Pavilion. Uncle Rong smiled slightly.

At that moment, Garnett, brooding at home in Boston, launched the 2K game and selected the Lakers, ready to defeat Zhao Da Shao within the game.

“All right, it’s me! Come in~” Li Youran responded, letting the Security Bureau agents enter the living room.

“Once I check the pulse, you’ll know. I’ve already learned to read some basic pulses,” she said with a hint of pride.

“By the way, Qiu Xuan, there’s something else I need to tell you to prepare you,” the Sword Saint said, glancing at Alfonso. Qiu Xuan looked up, curious about what the Sword Saint wanted to say.

“Master, we know Su Chen is no ordinary person, but he’s still too young. He simply can’t defeat Zhao Kuo!” Xiao Yun said.

Then… following this logic, nine evolutions would only yield 90 attribute points. How, then, did Diao Lingmu possess over nine hundred spiritual points?

Lin Fei suddenly recalled that dogs had strong class and territorial awareness; when unfamiliar males met, even a gesture or a glance could spark a fight until one accepted the other’s dominance, allowing them to coexist peacefully.

Hearing Xiao Fei speak of Daoist Tianxin, Nie Shuangfeng felt displeased, thinking, “How can he speak without evidence?”

“Clack!” The room’s light flicked on. Song Yuhan, trembling, descended the stairs holding a fruit knife, only to find Ye Wudao and her third uncle, Song Tianqi, fighting in her hall.

Han Bing’s tone surprised Wan Feng—it was unlike the Han Bing he knew.

The elderly man spoke anxiously, his words filled with terror. Both his bodies trembled uncontrollably, cold sweat pouring down. Even though Xiao Yan hadn’t used any techniques, the fear in the man’s face turned pale.

At this moment, Chen Feng extended both hands, unleashing a terrifying spatial force that froze thirteen deputy wardens’ celestial forms midair.

“Commander, what about the artillery position? Are we just going to watch them be attacked by the Communist forces?” asked a staff officer to Colonel Zhou.

Ye Wudao instantly pinched behind Zhu Yanfang’s neck. Hearing her gasp, he saw the withered leaf floating in her palm drop. She then collapsed, eyes rolling back, onto Ye Wudao.

Led by Han Jingtong, Xiang Dongliang arrived at Room 703 and immediately saw an elderly man sitting on the bed, exuding an imposing aura, sharp gaze, and a vaguely familiar face.

After everyone expressed their gratitude to Xiao Yan, they followed him through the Void Pathway and fled the western slope of Pingshan. Thus, one of Ye Luotian’s key assets was effectively dismantled by Xiao Yan.