Unlimited loot system

Although Jiang Mingyang was listless and mostly joking, it had to be said that this was indeed a good reason.

Jiang Mingyang went downstairs as if fleeing for his life, Jiang Ziyue chased after him murderously, with a tangled look of embarrassment, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a resentful woman in a boudoir.

In the eyes of outsiders, she is not entangled in her heart, but more like anger, resentment, dissatisfaction with desire...

After Jiang Mingyang walked out of the teahouse, a luxurious and luxurious business car was waiting at the entrance of the teahouse.

The old handsome Shan Bo stood beside the car respectfully, attracting the attention of countless beauties.

Although Shanbo looks old, his sharp-edged outline and beard with vicissitudes of life make him look like a vicissitudes old man.

It has a lot of stories and vicissitudes, which is extremely charming.

"Shanbo, are you...waiting for me?"

Jiang Mingyang was a little hesitant. After all, it was impossible for a person of Shan Bo's level to wait for him here.

But there was no one in the car, and he didn't notice Wen Qingyun's breath, so there was no other possibility except to pick him up.

"Miss said, it doesn't matter if you are a fool, but you can't lose the face of Dongsheng College."

Shan Bo explained elegantly, opened the rear car door like a gentleman, and said: "Master Jiang, please."

"Hey, what a shame."

Jiang Mingyang said he was embarrassed, but his movements were not slow at all.

Such a decent car, and such a decent driver, only a fool would refuse.

Just as Jiang Mingyang was about to step into the car, Jiang Ziyue stepped in front of him, gave Jiang Mingyang a resentful glance, and then bowed respectfully: "Thank you, Shan Bo."

"Miss Jiang, what is this?"

Changing Shanbo this time was dumbfounded, he first looked at Jiang Ziyue, then at Jiang Mingyang, and was embarrassed to ask the latter.

Especially Jiang Ziyue's resentful glance made Shanbo fanciful.

"I will challenge with him."

Jiang Ziyue's explanation was simple and clear, Shan Bo nodded clearly and said, "I see, Miss Jiang, please get in the car."

After Jiang Ziyue got into the car, Shanbo looked at Jiang Mingyang with a half-smile and said, "Young man, it's not a good end for you to go around all the time."

"What?"

Jiang Mingyang was a little dazed, but then suddenly realized, and said, "Shanbo, don't get me wrong, there is nothing between us."

"Hehe, Young Master Jiang, I'm just a driver, so it's pointless to explain to me."

Shan Bo bowed gracefully, and then sat in the driver's seat.

"Yes, I have a clear conscience, I have to explain for Mao."

Jiang Mingyang scratched his head, and then got into the car.

When the vehicle started, Shanbo drove calmly, while Jiang Mingyang frowned and analyzed the situations he could encounter during the challenge.

Jiang Ziyue looked at Jiang Mingyang resentfully, her brows were full of hesitation and shameful helplessness.

The three of them were speechless all the way, but Shanbo had a panoramic view of everything, and was very curious about Jiang Ziyue's hesitation.

When she was about to approach Emperor Wu, Jiang Ziyue took a deep breath, turned around and stared at Jiang Mingyang with burning eyes, and said, "I agree!"

"Ah? Promise to what?"

Jiang Mingyang was completely dumbfounded. He had long forgotten about the joking proposal just now.

Jiang Ziyue's beautiful eyes flickered, she stared at Jiang Mingyang firmly, and said word by word: "If I lose, I will follow you from the room to the rooftop, and then let you do whatever you want for a whole day!"

"puff……"

Jiang Mingyang and Shanbo shouted in unison, and the car left the scheduled route.

"Young body is good."

Shan Bo shook his head in admiration, the faces of Jiang Mingyang and Jiang Ziyue turned red instantly.

"Ahem, cough, elder sister, I'm joking, please stop making trouble."

Jiang Mingyang was very embarrassed, but Jiang Ziyue said very seriously: "I'm not joking! I admit the loss, and you must admit it too!"

"Sister, we don't have to be so extreme.

You and I both know in our hearts that even if we make such an agreement, I dare not mess around. "

Jiang Mingyang tied himself in a cocoon, and his mouth was almost full of bitterness.

This is a big joke, if he really does something to Jiang Ziyue, the Jiang family will not kill him!
At the moment of stalemate, Shan Bo spoke out of season.

"If you are hesitant, or if you are afraid that the private agreement is not binding enough, I can help you apply for an official betting agreement."

"Hey, hey, Shanbo, please don't mess around! The officials will never accept this kind of nonsense bet."

Jiang Mingyang hastily retorted, Shan Bo shrugged, and said, "The old man guarantees, no problem."

"Sister, don't mess around, it's a matter of fame."

Jiang Mingyang was sweating profusely, begging Jiang Ziyue with tears.

At this moment, he can't wait to slap himself two big mouths, why did he talk so cheap back then, and caused himself such a big trouble.

If an official bet is formed, all the boys and girls in the entire imperial capital can drown him by spitting.

If the content of the bet is announced, Jiang Mingyang will really become a top-notch scumbag.

"As long as I can win, any bet is meaningless."

Jiang Ziyue replied lightly, turned to look at Shanbo, and said, "Shanbo, how do you apply?"

"It's simple. You draft a betting contract, and add your and his voiceprints. I'll help you apply."

Shanbo's extremely enthusiastic help made Jiang Mingyang feel desperate.

Things will always develop in an inexplicable direction under inexplicable circumstances...

Under Jiang Ziyue's coercion and Shanbo's instigation, Jiang Mingyang reluctantly signed the betting contract.

The betting agreement soon appeared on the warrior forum, which immediately caused a tsunami of thousands of people.

Countless warriors stared at the screen, reading the bet word by word.

One-way private bet: Jiang Ziyue volunteered to challenge Jiang Mingyang. If she failed in the competition, Jiang Ziyue was willing to stay on the terrace and let Jiang Mingyang do whatever he wanted for a day.

First floor: "Damn it, Jiang Mingyang is such a scumbag! Goddess Jiang Ziyue helped him challenge, and he actually made such excessive demands!"

The second floor: "I can't take it anymore, whoever tells me where Jiang Mingyang is, I will kill him!"

Third floor: "Upstairs, let's save it. There are more than 300 freshmen in Diwu, and the slap marks on their faces can't be removed. Are you sure you are not going to be abused?"

The fourth floor: "Everyone be quiet, listen to what the seventh floor has to say, maybe you have a good opinion."

The fifth floor: "Yeah, the seventh floor is right."

The sixth floor: "Yes, the seventh floor has vision."

Seventh floor: "The upstairs is full of idiots, and the goddesses have been tricked. Goodbye to you!"

Eighth floor: "Honestly, am I the only one who wants Jiang Mingyang to win? The open-air terrace is a feast for the eyes..."

Ninth Floor: "Hmm, this idea is so insignificant, but..."

The students of the Emperor Martial Arts, the warriors of the Imperial Capital, the leaders of the major families, and the warriors from other cities far away were all attracted by this bet.

Before the challenge started, the public opinion was pushed to the highest point, and Jiang Mingyang was also pushed to the forefront.

Numerous Wuhan University students denounced, and then set off waves of waves.

The archbishop and the inspector were confused again, and Jiang Mingyang once again caused a big incident, which made them even more confused.

Jiang Mingyang challenged Emperor Wu, but there were traces to follow and intelligence to analyze.

But just now, Jiang Mingyang and Jiang Ziyue's bet made it impossible for them to analyze.

But such a big movement must be related to the mysterious plan, even if they want to break their heads, they still have to analyze it...