Unlimited loot system

Jiang Mingyang never imagined in his dreams that the words were all about this, Jiang Mingyang dared to hit him, and there was no time to dodge the defense.

Being hit hard in the lower abdomen, Jiang Wenyu wailed and knelt down on the ground, and all the dogs backed away in fright.

It wasn't until now that they knew that Jiang Mingyang today was different from the past, he was no longer that tolerant young man who was bullied.

Jiang Wenyu knelt down on the ground clutching his stomach, Jiang Mingyang looked down at him and said with contempt: "Anyway, I am also from the Jiang family.

Expulsion is a trivial matter, and going to jail is a disgrace to the family tradition. Do you think Mr. Jiang will allow it?
Even if the old man allows it, a trivial matter like beating someone won't lock me up for the rest of my life. "

Jiang Wenyu was sweating from the pain, Jiang Mingyang knelt down and stared at him, then continued to smile and said: "It's no fun to make small troubles, you'd better kill me all at once.

As long as you can't die, I'll be watching you secretly, if you fail once, you'll be killed twice, sooner or later, you'll be killed! "

Jiang Mingyang's eyes were like poisonous snakes, shining with a cold and crazy light.

The indifferent and cold voice seemed to be telling the most vicious curse, which made everyone's hairs stand on their heads in fright, and Jiang Wenyu's liver and gallbladder were torn apart.

Stared at by those eyes, Jiang Wenyu seemed to fall into the abyss, his back felt cold and his whole body was icy cold.

The air suddenly became oppressive and dull, no one dared to doubt Jiang Mingyang's words.

They could clearly understand his ferocity and violence.

As the saying goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes, once Jiang Mingyang has nothing, he will be a complete desperado.

This is Jiang Mingyang's principle of dealing with things. Forbearance cannot be exchanged for kindness, it will only make the bully worse.

If you risk your life desperately, it will turn around.

Fight until the enemy dare not oppress, and peace will naturally usher in.

Stared at by that ferocious gaze, Jiang Wenyu slowly lowered his head, not daring to keep looking at him, which is considered to be cowardly in action.

Jiang Mingyang is well aware of the principle of accepting when he sees a deal. He wants to become a martial artist within four months, so he cannot really be expelled from the school.

"Leave a line in life, so that we can meet each other in the future. Leave a way out for others, and a way out for yourself."

Patting Jiang Wenyu on the shoulder, Jiang Mingyang's gaze eased, and the frozen air flowed again.

Everyone gasped for breath as if they were about to suffocate.

Jiang Mingyang didn't even look at the crowd, with a faint smile on his face, he got up and walked towards his dormitory.

A group of dog legs and students, like a mouse seeing a cat, immediately stuck to the wall to make way.

Jiang Mingyang didn't care about moving forward, the mountain collapsed in front of him without changing his momentum, and everyone couldn't lift their heads under the pressure.

It wasn't until Jiang Mingyang left for a long time that Jiang Wenyu regained his strength and led everyone away with a gloomy expression.

This time he was stumped, not only failed to achieve his goal, but also lost face.

Since the front is not an opponent, then attack secretly.

During the trip to the Budokan, he wanted to let Jiang Mingyang know who would have the last laugh!
The noise came and went quickly, and there was a lot of love tonight, but after all, he was a teenager, and soon fell asleep.

"I didn't dare to disturb the teacher. It seems that I have given up."

Jiang Mingyang stood in front of the window, watching Jiang Wenyu leave in despair, with a comfortable smile on the corner of his mouth.

But the smile didn't last long, and helplessness and pain climbed up the brow again.

"The system is too much, you can't go wrong with it, but defeating it doesn't have any resource value."

After doing a few tricks, the system didn't give resource value, and Jiang Mingyang didn't have any interest in fighting anymore.

Jiang Mingyang doesn't mind picking up the entire Donglin No. [-] Middle School if he can give resource value if he abuses the dishes.

"Being a martial artist in four months is going to kill people. And that is the most powerful exercise in the body training realm?
With such a strong name in Secondary School, whoever came up with it seems very unreliable.

The effect of Yangxue Pill is better than nothing, and the resource value is also exhausted, so we need to save some in case the Jiang family counterattacks.

If you want to become a martial artist in four months, you must get a lot of resource value, where can you get it?
The price of crime is too high, Lang Huawen's cousin is not sure yet, and I don't have the strength to overthrow warriors for the time being.

The Jiang family can think of a way. Anyway, I am also a descendant of the Jiang family.

The value of resources should be paid close attention, and the tempering should not be left behind.

Starting tomorrow, I will give up the culture class and try my best to increase the blood value.

But skipping classes will cause trouble at school, and there will be no time to exercise after talking and checking.

Oh my god, it's so annoying, this damn mission might as well kill me. "

Jiang Mingyang was full of thoughts, coupled with his extreme physical exertion, he soon fell into a deep sleep.

The new moon hangs high in the night sky, accompanied by the noise of insects, everything is quiet.

But no one noticed that there were a pair of charming eyes in the dark, always observing everything.

"The tiger's skin is pulled so well that I almost believe it.

He is proficient in cheating, extortion, coercion and temptation. Is this kid really a high school student? "

With an enchanting smile on Duan Qing's charming face, she slowly disappeared into the darkness, as if she had never existed before.

No one knows why she came here, and no one knows what she is looking for, and no one knows that the seemingly peaceful Donglin City hides great danger.

As soon as the sun rose on Monday, the hard-working senior high school dog had already woken up for morning reading.

He was too tired from overload training recently, and it was already past seven o'clock when Jiang Mingyang woke up.

"Hey, who is so caring."

Before Jiang Mingyang got out of bed to wash up, he saw several packages of expensive snacks and a rich breakfast on his bedside table, and there was a piece of letter paper pressed on the dinner plate.

"Student Jiang Mingyang, I have offended you a lot in the past, please make sure that adults don't remember the mistakes of villains.

Jiang Wenjun threatened and lured us, but we had no choice.

We promise to do what we say in the future, and help you buy breakfast, wash your underwear, wash your feet, blah blah blah..."

Jiang Mingyang held up the letter paper, read a few words seriously, and then threw it aside without interest.

His goal is to be a martial artist, so he has no time to have fun with grasshoppers, but breakfast is still acceptable.

If he wants to become a martial artist, he must persevere in his cultivation, and he probably doesn't have time to do laundry, so he can do it if someone is willing to do it for him.

Jiang Mingyang was thinking wildly, sucking on the noodles and munching on the steamed stuffed buns, how pleasant it could be.

"Sure enough, once people become bad, life can improve."

Jiang Mingyang burped and expressed sincere admiration.

"Shit, I'm so late for the first Chinese class!"

Before the admiration was over, he held back most of his time, and Jiang Mingyang rushed out of the dormitory in a hurry, scaring away the matter of skipping classes and exercising.

If Jiang Mingyang knew that Mr. Duan, whom he was instinctively afraid of, was a real big shot, he would probably be crazily grateful for his instinct.

Awe without knowing it is more likable than intentional.

"Report, report!"

Jiang Mingyang rushed to open the door, the whole class looked at him, and Duan Qing also slowly turned her head.