Unlimited loot system

Lang Huawen knew that Jiang Mingyang couldn't afford to mess with him.

His qi and blood value was 55, and his breastbone was broken with a punch. Even if such a person has no background, he can't afford to provoke him.

As for Jiang Mingyang's words, he had no doubts at all.

Without the help of an expert, how could Jiang Mingyang become so strong overnight after being ill for so many years.

Because he knew the horror of warriors, Lang Huawen became more and more frightened as he thought about it, his hands and feet trembled involuntarily.

"It's time to remind me. Master doesn't advocate killing people, so you won't die."

Jiang Mingyang smiled cruelly, and Su Rou, who was stunned, was relieved, pulled him and said excitedly: "Mingyang!
Your illness is cured!really good? "

Jiang Mingyang withdrew his cruel smile, and immediately changed into a gentle and respectful look, completely different from the evil ghost before.

"Mom, everything is fine. From now on, no one will bully you again."

"It's okay, it's okay."

Su Rou choked with excitement, and then said worriedly: "The Jiang family is powerful, let them go."

The four of Lang Huawen were ecstatic. They felt from the bottom of their hearts that a kind woman is so nice.

"Mom, my son has grown up and has the master's inheritance, no one dares to do anything to us.

You have always said that we have to endure hardships and endure humiliation, and one day we will be able to straighten our backs.

Now that my son has strength, he can straighten his back upright, do you want to stop me? "

What Jiang Mingyang said was sad and desolate, Su Rou was stunned for a while, then slowly lowered her head and smiled sadly: "Yes.

After kneeling for a long time, I can't stand up, even if I have the chance, I dare not. "

After finishing speaking, Su Rou turned and walked towards the bedroom.

She didn't know what happened to her son. The child wanted to stand upright, so she had no reason to stop him.

Su Rou slowly closed the door, and also closed the door of hope for the four of them.

Jiang Mingyang turned his head to look at the four of them, showing a cruel smile like a ghost from hell, and he is about to start asking for a debt!

"No, we were wrong, please forgive us, we..."

Jiang Mingyang turned a deaf ear to the begging for mercy, pouring out his anger with all his fists.

The punches hit the meat head, and the bang bang echoed in the living room, with the faint sound of bones breaking and tendons breaking.

With the sound of wailing, screaming, and screaming, Jiang Mingyang was like a demon, pouring out evil thoughts and anger crazily.

"Don't, don't hit me, I was wrong, I'm not human. I beg Grandpa Jiang to forgive me, just treat me as a fart."

Lang Huawen has almost lost his human form, and the other three are not much better. There is no good flesh in their bodies, but they have no worries about their lives.

But even so, Jiang Mingyang couldn't suppress the urge to rob the four of them, wishing they could live instead of die.

He exhausted the resource value in advance, one is to improve his own strength, and the other is to avoid plundering the four people in a fit of anger.

Jiang Wenjun's accident was easy to explain. If these four people were the same as Jiang Wenjun, then he would just say nothing.

"You think it's useful to apologize for humiliating my mother so much? How about I beat you to death and then apologize to you!"

Jiang Mingyang's eyes were still cold, Lang Huawen and the others struggled to get up, kowtowed to the door of the bedroom and said: "Grandma, we are not human, we are all animals.

You adults don't remember villains, let the young master let us go.

The Jiang family asked us to do it. We also have a mother, a wife and children, so please show mercy. "

The four of them knocked blood, but they didn't dare to neglect the slightest bit.

Jiang Mingyang's blows hurt too much, every blow didn't hurt his vitals, but it hurt like hell.

If they played for a few more minutes, they would definitely lose control of the pain.

"Mingyang, I'm tired."

The sounds of nature came from inside the room, and Lang Huawen and the others were ecstatic. Although Su Rou didn't say it directly, it was obvious what he meant.

"Got it, I'll take them out to chat."

Jiang Mingyang said lightly, and brought them back to hell again.

"Master, master, we have pills and some money, we are willing to compensate."

The four of them were dragged downstairs to a corner where no one was around, begging all the way, and Jiang Mingyang's mind became active.

These four people cannot be killed, nor can they be used to plunder, and his resource value is also exhausted, so he must prepare for self-defense.

I don't know how long the mysterious master can be fooled by the lies of the mysterious master. If the Jiang family turns back, he has room to maneuver.

Jiang Mingyang's face softened, and Lang Huawen hurriedly flattered him: "Master, we have 50 in our card, and the four of us add up to 200 million. It's for Grandma."

"Only 200 million?"

Jiang Mingyang's face turned ugly again, Lang Huawen hurriedly apologized with a smile: "We can still make up two bottles of nourishing blood pills."

"Go to hell if you don't have 500 million!"

Jiang Mingyang's eyes were gloomy, and Lang Huawen's liver and gallbladder were torn apart, and his whole body almost collapsed.

They are just bodyguards, how can they have so much money, this is to kill them.

"Master, we really have no money. Your lord has a lot, so please spare us."

Lang Huawen begged with tears, Jiang Mingyang sneered and said, "It's only 500 million, it's not easy to get it all together."

What Jiang Mingyang said was easy and simple, and Lang Huawen didn't dare to say more.

As long as Jiang Mingyang doesn't kill him, then it's easy to say anything.

This time, he will spend money first to avoid disaster, and after he escapes, he will find his cousin. Jiang Mingyang vomits out everything he eats.

What's more, Lang Huawen didn't have much money, and he wasn't afraid of Jiang Mingyang blackmailing him.

"This is Jiang Wenjun's bank card, you take it, the password is..."

Lang Huawen took the bank card in astonishment, this style of painting is wrong, didn't he ask him to compensate, why did he give him the bank card?

Before he could figure out the situation, Jiang Mingyang said again: "The Jiang family is waiting for me to spend and lock my location. The bank card should not be locked."

"Master, what do you mean?"

Holding his bank card, Brother Hua was dumbfounded, completely confused by Jiang Mingyang, but Jiang Mingyang said to himself: "A bottle of nourishing blood pill is 30 yuan.

If you buy 500 million pills at once, you can definitely negotiate a lot of prices.

With Jiang Wenjun's card and the money in your hands, buying twenty bottles of Yangxue Pill will definitely not be a problem. "

Lang Huawen's face turned green after hearing this, first he looked blank, then he was ashamed and angry, and finally he cried out in tears: "Master, I was really wrong, please forgive me.

Jiang Wenjun is a prodigal son, with a maximum of more than 500 cards.Even if you kill me, I can't afford [-] million pills! "

Lang Huawen never dreamed that Jiang Mingyang was more ruthless than knocking bones and sucking marrow. This is squeezing oil from bone dregs.

Lang Huawen also used the same method on people. At most, he gave people ten yuan and helped him bring cigarettes worth several thousand yuan.

Jiang Mingyang is equivalent to giving ten yuan to people, asking them to bring gems, jadeite, luxury cars, real estate certificates, and getting change back.

Yangxue Pill is a elixir for the public, and it is sold in large pharmacies in cities. Lang Huawen has no reason to say that he cannot buy it.

One nourishing blood pill is 30, a bottle of ten is 600, and twenty bottles is [-] million.

Jiang Mingyang said calmly, "I've already said what I'm afraid of."