Chapter 96: Want to Play at an Amusement Park with Him Once

At that moment, Fang Zhiyin felt as if his heart were about to cease.

“Ouyang!” Fang Zhiyin almost pounced forward, driven entirely by emotion with no hesitation whatsoever, his whole being aching for him—how had he come to this, why had he fainted?

“Mr. Ouyang!” The other staff were calling his name as well.

Yet Ouyang Junyan remained unconscious.

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Half an hour later, Ouyang Junyan had been taken to the hospital by the staff.

Fang Zhiyin had stayed by his side the entire time, calling his name ceaselessly, yet the man remained unresponsive. At that moment, Fang Zhiyin recalled countless news reports he had seen before—sudden death, heart attacks, and the like.

It was easy enough to frighten oneself half to death.

Who in their right mind would specially reserve a room for their bed companion without reason, and instruct the household servants to tend to them properly?

After a careful examination, Wang Huo nevertheless felt the presence of an extraordinarily restrained trace of Daoist resonance and the subtle aura of formations.

These fire ants had only been low-level soul beasts of decades or a century in age; taken out individually, they would not have been enough to withstand even one of their punches.

As for investigating those two suddenly appearing divine realms, Zhou Huan thought his brain had not been pinched by a door, so he would not be foolish to that extent.

Cheng Long had essentially redone the CQB training from A-team on the Lone Wolf.

With such a powerful special operations force at hand—from Captain Zhang and Political Commissar Xie aboard the Yangzhou, down to every naval officer and sailor on the warship—any peculiarly shaped weapons were basically renowned for their danger, emphasizing the use of the extraordinary to overcome the ordinary, one strike to kill, with extremely high demands on their edge. Naturally, Jiang Biaohe’s Wu Hook double swords had also devoted themselves to this aspect; in their collisions, even the Great Lun Sword had sustained damage.

Even though Cheng Cai’s marksmanship did not lag behind many veterans, he was also considered to have profited from flattery and fawning, which had drawn strong disapproval from both the old and new soldiers.

Zhu Wan turned her head back curiously; she had walked such a long distance today, it was impossible that she would happen to encounter an acquaintance.

With several old soldiers either taunting or threatening, the volunteer guard who had been scared into not firing his weapon had his primal instincts stirred.

Seeing Zhou Yong plead for him in this moment, he felt even more mortified; he had thought Li Yang would simply spare him, but who knew Li Yang would shake his head, apparently intending for him to beg for mercy?

In a pile of rubble, Wang Hu suddenly opened his eyes and reached out to remove the tattered gauze robes from his body. Unexpectedly, this White Bone Spirit’s robes had truly saved his life.

At that time, the so-called Hades was kneeling before Lao Jun like a dog, not daring to breathe out even a single breath.

“It seems you still retain that extra vigilance.” Yi Tianyun slowly walked out, his expression calm, without any surprise.

At this moment, a frail voice suddenly sounded; everyone turned to look. They saw a man with a deathly pale face slowly approaching, supported by several Profound Immortals.

If it had been the mad black-armored puppet and he had attacked directly, it would have been extremely dangerous, for his current strength fundamentally could not contend with the Second Tribulation of the Immortal Vein Realm.

Seeing the always elegant and graceful Mr. Jiang act so viciously and brutally, recalling the Jiang family’s terrifying strength, Lan Yun’er’s delicate figure trembled.

Hanging up the phone to the left, he looked up at the distant haze, an immense rage surging in his heart; no matter who it was, this time he must have their corpses shattered into ten thousand pieces.

Meanwhile, a thunderclap-like roar suddenly echoed from the sky; the entire street, even the whole Xisha City, was suddenly filled with raging winds.

Several passing adult youths saw the exploding chicken head on Yang Wei’s head and instantly scared themselves out of their wits.

The Golden Crow Demon King was greatly shocked, feeling stunned by this famed young human’s methods, and he also felt a deep sense of humiliation.

Ma Chao gave a solemn nod; Han Wei looked at the crowd once more, sweeping his gaze over them, issuing a glance of acknowledgment, then mounted his horse.

Immediately thereafter, a massive white divine tiger suddenly appeared, striding out from the blizzard of snow, with eyes as large as bronze bells, radiating waves that made the heart palpitate with unease.