Unlimited loot system

Jiang Mingyang nodded with a smile, and the girl smiled generously, stepped forward without arrogance or impetuosity, and said, "Mr. Jiang, please go slowly.

My name is Wen Qingyun, and this is my business card. I look forward to serving you next time. "

The girl just registered herself, even if she introduced herself, it seemed that as long as she said the three words Wen Qingyun, everyone would know her.

As a talented warrior who is only 17 years old, she does have the capital to be proud, but she never knew that Jiang Mingyang had never heard of it, so her thinking was biased.

"My lord, being courteous for nothing is either rape or stealing, this little girl has absolutely no good intentions."

Jiang Mingyang didn't go to pick up the business card, instead he smiled cheaply and asked, "Miss sister, why are you so kind to me?"

"Want to know."

Wen Qingyun smiled sweetly, put the business card into Jiang Mingyang's hand, and said playfully, "Contact me, and I'll tell you."

After finishing speaking, Wen Qingyun left gracefully, Jiang Mingyang was stunned on the spot, "Fuck, it looks like I was teased."

Jiang Mingyang got into the taxi and couldn't wait to send a message to Wen Qingyun, and the chat was very speculative.

Wen Qingyun didn't give a clear answer as to why he indulged Jiang Mingyang so much, but the intelligence of the Jiang family was very rewarding.

"Ten years ago, an uncle of my clan saw with his own eyes that the old man of the Jiang family was hunted down by five warriors."

Wen Qingyun's simple words not only made Jiang Mingyang fall into deep thought, but also gave him a strong sense of crisis.

The old general is still alive, and the five warriors must have died.

But why did Mr. Jiang hide his strength, why didn't he teach his three sons martial arts, what conspiracy and purpose did he have.

There has been no movement in the Jiang family so far, maybe it has something to do with him.

Surrounded by countless questions, Jiang Mingyang had no one to rely on, and no one to explain to him, he could only rely on himself.

He has no time to waste, he must race against time...

In the Jiang family's ancestral home in the suburbs, a group of Jiang family members sat in the living room, arguing and roaring like a vegetable market.

Jiang Changyuan asked Mrs. Jiang why he was not allowed to touch Jiang Mingyang.

The youngest of the Jiang family, Jiang Changren, was trying to demolish Jiang Changyuan's platform, and the two brothers cursed at him.

Dozens of uncles and uncles were also divided into two factions to quarrel endlessly. Jiang Wenyu and his children and grandchildren bowed their heads and played with their mobile phones.

Jiang Hualei, the old man of the Jiang family, was lying on the rocking chair in the main seat, shaking gently every now and then, as if he didn't hear the quarrel between his children and grandchildren, and he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

His body is thin and old, and his skin is wrinkled, like a dead tree that is about to die, and it seems that it will die at any time.

"Jun'er's life and death are unknown, but Jiang Mingyang has no one to investigate, doesn't this make you sober?
What's the point of fighting for worldly wealth? To master powerful power and become a warrior is the real elite and nobleman!

Otherwise, if your wife and daughter are bullied and your children are ravaged, you can only watch helplessly. "

Jiang Hualei was lying on the rocking chair, his dry lips trembling slightly, and he murmured in an inaudible voice.

The noisy living room was suddenly quiet, and the Jiang family members were extremely aggrieved, but there was nothing they could do.

Jiang Mingyang can defeat a quasi-warrior now, and in time he will definitely become a warrior.

The Wu Security Bureau has been watching, and the Jiang family has no way to hire murderers, so they can only swallow their anger at this moment.

The grandfather of the Jiang family said again: "It's very easy to become a warrior. I wonder if you are willing to try."

The living room was completely silent, and the faces of the Jiang family members were all weird. Looking at Mrs. Jiang, it was like watching a hysterical lunatic.

If they could become warriors, they would be able to make their fortunes as early as when they were teenagers, so why would they hang out in the small Donglin City.

"Father, you are not foolish anymore. Don't say that the whole family becomes a martial artist, even if one person becomes a martial artist, the Jiang family will not be stuck in Donglin City anymore."

Jiang Changyuan's tone was not kind, and the Jiang family members also woke up from their illusions. Warriors are far away, how can they be achieved casually.

But at this moment, the secret door of the living room was pushed open, and a man in black robe walked out slowly, which made the Jiang family back away again and again in shock.

They are very familiar with the ancestral house, but they don't know that there are secret passages here, and how many things their old man keeps from them!

"It's hard to be a warrior, but it's easy to have power."

The man in black walked to the rocking chair. It was pitch black in the wide hood, and there was a hoarse sound of gravel rubbing.

The Jiang family members were too scared to speak. Jiang Changyuan subconsciously licked his lips and asked hoarsely, "Who are you? Can you save my son? What price do you need to pay?"

Jiang Changyuan has been working hard for so many years, and he knows that if there is no help for no reason, the man in black must have a plan.

"Who I am, you will soon find out.

Giving all of you strength is a deal between me and your father, the price has already been paid by him, and it depends on whether you dare to accept it.

As for your son, let him speak for himself. "

The man in black's tone was indifferent and cold, as if he was telling a fact, there was no need to deceive them at all.

Jiang Changyuan's face showed ecstasy, and the Jiang family members also looked excited, but they all still had a trace of reason.

"Father, what's going on here?"

Jiang Changyuan suppressed his excitement and asked.

"Calculating the time, it's time for the hospital to call."

The grandfather of the Jiang family answered irrelevant questions, but after a while, Jiang Changyuan's cell phone rang.

"What! Jun'er suddenly got better, I'll be over now, I'll be over now!"

Jiang Changyuan was overjoyed, the sound of snatching came from the phone, and then Jiang Wenjun said: "Dad, where are you, I'll look for you.

I feel full of strength all over my body, it's time to give Jiang Mingyang some color! "

Jiang Changyuan hung up the phone, looked at the man in black excitedly, and all the Jiang family members were also elated.

Jiang Wenjun, who is dying, can not only recover but also become stronger, what about them who are in good health?

"It seems that you have already decided."

The palm of the man in black slowly stretched out from the sleeve of his robe, the palm was dry and black like a ghost's hand, just looking at it made people palpitate.

Dozens of longan-sized metal beads floated on the paw.

It is not accurate to say that it is a metal ball, at least half of the ball is made of flesh and blood, and there are small but ferocious tentacles dancing.

"What is this!"

Jiang Changyuan was so frightened that he backed away again and again, the man in black said indifferently: "Open your consciousness to accept it, you only have one chance."

The more the black-robed man refused to answer, the more impatient the Jiang family became.

Even if the man in black is weird, even if the bead is even weirder, who can overcome his greed?
Becoming a martial artist not only has status, but also prolongs lifespan!

But what if there is danger?
This is easy to handle.

Jiang Changyuan forcibly pulled out a junior and ordered him to eat the beads with a strong posture, and the problem was naturally solved.

The moment the junior swallowed the beads, his muscles began to contract and swell, and his momentum became much stronger.

All the Jiang family members were ecstatic, rushing towards the man in black robe, grabbed the beads and stuffed them into their mouths, fearing that they would be snatched away later.

The beads are like insect eggs, they hatch and proliferate when they enter the body, and grow countless ferocious tentacles, which merge with the Jiang family.

The rocking chair swayed slowly, the old man of the Jiang family seemed to have lost his life, and the man in black let out a deep and piercing laugh.