Chapter 113: Confronting the Murderer!

At that moment, the hiker was clearly so terrified that he had lost all reason, wildly flailing his arms and legs. Inadvertently, he struck Gu Hansheng’s injured abdomen, causing Gu Hansheng to gasp sharply, his face instantly turning pale.

Shi Yi grew somewhat anxious.

“Are you alright?!”

Gu Hansheng shook his head. Watching the hiker scream loudly, seemingly courting death, he instinctively struck again with a chop of his hand.

The hiker stared wide-eyed.

He sat up to find a strange young man opposite him, while Shen Chutian appeared weak and fragile.

Shen Chutian’s appetite was immediately piqued. She looked around and finally spotted a shabby bicycle near the roadside, adorned with skewers of candied hawthorn.

Suddenly, dozens of figures clad in camouflage emerged, their bodies concealed behind large trees, black gun barrels aimed at the three below.

I always feel that after they go out, there’s a strange scent on them... Hmm, is that just my imagination?

The wilderness was divided into twelve large zones, each corresponding to beasts ranked from one to twelve. The only difference from the real world was that killing beasts in the starry sky realm did not drop any rewards; instead, one earned starry sky points, which could be exchanged for star coins, cards, and other resources.

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“What if fans see you going out like this?” None of the three wore masks or any disguise.

“Nannan, come and put some stickers on big brother!” Wang Yuan waved at Nannan from the sofa.

Shen Chutian picked up her chopsticks and gently took a piece of meat. Even inside, one could see the texture and fibers torn apart.

Yu Shengqing was quite worried that his jaw might dislocate or that he might develop an incurable temporomandibular nerve disorder prematurely.

Even Amuro and Umezawa only worked in this line for money; that was their goal.

As the lord of Yucheng, he naturally knew that the captain of the First Mercenary Corps was also a national hero of the Xiahou Kingdom.

A middle-aged cultivator dressed in a white five-clawed dragon robe and wearing a purple-gold imperial crown lounged lazily on the giant white jade dragon chair atop a carriage.

But with a “ding,” Ashui’s sword reached behind him, blocking the strike. At this moment, the two exchanged two moves each, four in total—each seemingly simple yet exquisitely profound. The crowd erupted in cheers, though many were somewhat dazed, merely joining in with the others.

Soon after, the driver delivered the evening snacks and a bottle of red wine. We began eating right there in the office.

In a previous life, when having late-night meals at clubs, staff and beauties often ate together.

After regaining consciousness, Zheng Zhong was stunned; a purple light flashed wildly in his eyes, and a unique spiritual pressure characteristic of a Nascent Soul cultivator immediately swept toward the opponent.

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His downward strike was unstoppable; the ghostly shadows gradually faded. Suddenly, the remaining shadows converged, and theI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.