445: Chapter 445 The Northern Region is about to fall; even Chu Sheng is helpless?

Fallen?

The first line of defense... that Iron Great Wall touted as impregnable, has it fallen?

How is this possible?!

"You... what did you say?" Qin Zhen's voice became incredibly dry, like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing together.

"The entire line has collapsed!" the intelligence officer cried out, "The alien race is now pushing deep into our territory! The Northern Territory... the Northern Territory can't hold out much longer!!"

Qin Zhen stood up abruptly.

But because he stood up too quickly, his vision went black.

This Teacher Zhao understood how to progress from simple to complex; initially, he would explain some basic technical indicator analysis and application. Gradually, he would combine the technical indicators he taught to select stocks, making his technical indicators appear very practical.

Du Jia felt that since the main force hadn't exited yet, the stock must still have opportunities. He decided to use intraday trading techniques to see if he could reverse the stock's trend, hoping to help Lu Jinghong break even.

At this moment, his face was extremely pale, and the blood vessels in his eyes seemed ready to burst at any moment.

Oh my, is this domineering-looking man Bai Ruian, the one who called her at the beginning of the apocalypse? The original owner's biological brother.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the Prince had feelings for Miss Zhao, yet Xing Song was pointing his sword at her.

Jiajia looked up in terror, glancing around, only to see her older sister opposite her also open her eyes, looking in astonishment at the nearly broken branch.

Hearing about Ning Zhi now, Jiang Leya inevitably took this Ninth Prince to heart; when they eventually met, it was hard to say she wouldn't pay extra attention to him.

Having never stepped into a county office in her life, she hadn't expected that her first time would be watching her father, son, and brothers being sentenced.

Only he remained standing here, enduring all the humiliation and ridicule from the Awakened as an ordinary person.

Deep down, he hoped his two sons would feed him his medicine; he trusted them more. However, these two sons were only thinking about seizing control of the security firm, completely ignoring him and showing no concern for their father.

The wound on Mu Yu's chest had already healed, and he took a deep breath. Ever since the black and white spiritual energy in his body had been tainted by the vitality and death energy of the Underworld Grass, he didn't know if it was good or bad. But it was undeniable that these two distinct spiritual energies were always able to save him at the right moment.

Ye Xuan cast an apparently casual glance at Ning Yu, who was standing respectfully to the side, sneering inwardly.

After that day, he became a frequent guest at the Tu family, reporting every other day. Because he was sweet-talking and articulate, he won Wang Hui's favor and could often stay for meals.

Before Wen Liang could finish speaking, Si Nuo suddenly pressed down on Wen Liang's head and then slumped onto the table.

A pleasant voice asked a question, and Ye Xuan turned his head, locking eyes with Li Ruoyu's clear, bright eyes.

However, killing is just the most basic method of using Gu arts; true experts in Gu would never look favorably upon such inferior tactics.

Patrice Evra immediately played a diagonal pass; Marco Reus had tracked back on the wing. He received the ball and smoothly pushed it toward the center. He immediately turned, bypassed the rushing Chelsea defender, and sprinted rapidly toward the frontcourt.

Exhaling a long breath, Gu Tianhong's expression turned fierce once again; he had to continue dealing with the killing formation below.

In that situation, calling an ambulance was too slow. Tu Qingyu and the male driver worked together to get Tu Xiaofeng out of the car, hailed another vehicle, and asked the crew members who hadn't left yet to help call the police and detain the driver.

Chen Hai nodded, then ignored her, proceeding directly to collect the materials from the Storm Wolf.

Duke of Chen, Hou Junji, stood respectfully beside Li Chengqian, his expression somewhat grim.

More figures followed behind the figure, moving forward in unison as if they had no consciousness.

Jiang Qingyu looked at Xu Yue's depressed expression, her moist, full red lips curling slightly upward, forming a beautiful arc.