Chapter 477: Revenge when revenge is needed, and grievance when grievance is needed (Part 1)
In a high-rise private room of a high-end restaurant in Dongsheng City, a pair of handsome and enchanting young men and women were sipping expensive red wine while standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looking into the distance.
The location of the floor-to-ceiling window is exactly in line with Jiang Mingyang's route.
"As expected of the eldest lady of the Jiang family, she is definitely the best in the new generation with her ability to control flames.
If I have sex with her, I wonder if it will burn my brother due to the high temperature. "
The handsome man was talking eloquently. He was blond, blue-eyed and tall. Although he was not very old, he exuded a calm aristocratic air from the inside out.
"Dear brother, how can a lowly woman from an Eastern barbarian be qualified to receive your favor?"
The woman teased with a sweet smile, her red hair and blue eyes were as charming as silk, and her plump and graceful figure could almost burst the clothes.
These two people are the Holyfield family, two of the best in the new generation.
The boy's name is Holyfield Hall and the girl's name is Holyfield Evelyn.
When the flames shot up into the sky, the two of them looked normal and even talked and laughed.
But when Jiang Mingyang carried the killer and burned him to ashes with fierce flames, they both crushed the cup in their hands.
Holyfield Hall's face was distorted, and he gritted his teeth and said: "It's burning at the stake again, and this bastard still dares to provoke!"
The illusion of flames created by Jiang Mingyang's plundering of targets was regarded as a special combat technique, and the church named it Fire Punishment.
Jiang Mingyang used this move to execute the church's clergy, which was a great shame and humiliation for the church.
From ancient times to the present day, burning at the stake has been exclusive to the church and used to punish devils and heretics.
But Jiang Mingyang actually used burning to execute the church's clergy. This is tantamount to announcing to the world that the church is the biggest cult.
Now, Jiang Mingyang used this trick again, which was clearly a provocation.
"Dear brother, why are you angry? The fun has just begun."
Holyfield Evelin smiled to persuade, but the corner of her mouth turned into a cold and sinister smile...
After all the dust settled, Liang Qingshan swallowed his saliva and stumbled: "Yang, Brother Yang, where are we going?"
"Go to the academy first. You guys will wait for me at the Night Palace."
Jiang Mingyang gave a faint order, then looked at the two of them deeply, and said, "Tell the others to let your elders take some time to join the army to practice."
There were some things Jiang Mingyang didn't say, but it was actually for their own good.
In the next few years, Dongsheng City is destined to not be peaceful, and everyone around him will be in danger.
The family was in the imperial capital, and Duan Qing was protecting Ren Jingyun and Xiaoyu, leaving only this group of cunning friends.
Their status is neither high nor low, and they often cause trouble, making them easy targets.
Rather than letting them die, it would be better to throw them into the army for training, at least to save their lives.
"ah?"
Liang Qingshan and Guan Shaotong collapsed. As dandy children, how could they endure that kind of hardship.
"Why are you having difficulty?"
Jiang Mingyang asked coldly. The two of them shook their heads hurriedly, but Jiang Mingyang said reluctantly: "If you have any difficulties, I can help contact the Death Army."
"No, we have a way."
The two answered in unison, fearing that the answer would be too late and they would be thrown into the Death Army.
Where is the Death Army? A place frequented by Death.
Either the enemy dies or one of our own dies. In short, someone must die.
If they go, it will definitely not last more than three days...
After spending two nights away, the restless killers returned to silence again.
The strength displayed by Jiang Ziyue made them rethink their abilities.
A bounty worth 200 million for the life of a Body Refining Realm warrior sounds unbelievable.
The bounty for a master in the Qi Refining Realm is only tens of millions. Why is a person in the Body Refining Realm so valuable?
But when they executed it, they realized that the price of the 200 million bounty was very fair, even a little too little.
Unless a Qi Refining Realm master takes action, the woman at the same level will never be a match for her.
The vehicle was speeding along, and Jiang Mingyang leaned on the seat and took a nap, sorting out what he had just gained.
"The same 100,000 resource points were consumed, the blood value increased by 5 points, and the mental value increased by 2.5 points.
Could it be that because I am at the ninth level of the Body Refining Realm, when I plunder targets at the same level, the consumption remains unchanged and the income is halved? "
Jiang Mingyang's face looked a little ugly, and he wanted to take out the system and cut it into pieces.
Originally, his health value was 910. If he plundered one target and increased the upper limit of his health value by ten points, he would be able to break through by plundering nine more points.
He has 2 million resource values, and plundering nine targets will only cost 900,000, and he can still have 1.1 million in hand for emergencies.
But now the income has been halved. He has to plunder 18 targets and consume 1.8 million resource values. There is nothing left on hand.
The little resource value he finally obtained would soon be squandered, which made him feel very bad.
The vehicle sped along and soon stopped at the entrance of Dongsheng College.
Putting Jiang Mingyang in the wheelchair, Jiang Ziyue stopped and stared at the school gate for a moment, then slowly pushed the wheelchair into the campus.
"The feeling of being watched is gone. Duan Fairy's intimidating power is really not exaggerated."
Jiang Mingyang murmured with a smile, and Jiang Ziyue shrugged nonchalantly, obviously agreeing with what he said.
Jiang Mingyang's danger prediction instinct is extremely sensitive and active.
When he was in Thorn City, he could even vaguely feel the black disaster of the same level as Duan Qing, let alone two warriors of the same level from the Holyfield family.
Even Jiang Ziyue could clearly capture them, let alone Jiang Mingyang.
Walking into the campus he had just left, Jiang Mingyang took a deep breath and exclaimed: "It's still the familiar smell.
I've only been away for a few days, why do I feel like I'm in another world?"
"That's because you've caused too much trouble in the imperial capital, and people are chasing you everywhere."
Jiang Ziyue turned into the queen of finishing off the enemy and revealed the truth in one sentence.
"Okay, you're right, I have nothing to say.
But now that I'm in my territory, I don't have to fight alone anymore."
Jiang Mingyang shrugged helplessly, he really couldn't refute it.
But all that was in the past, and he returned to his hometown.
Here, he is no longer alone, he has classmates and friends to help him, and mentors and elders to support him.
The lonely struggle of the imperial capital will never happen to him.
Jiang Ziyue pushed him to stroll on the campus, and a familiar figure passed by.
The figure was attracted by Jiang Ziyue, turned around and glanced at her when passing by, and froze in place in an instant.
The reason for the freezing was simple. It was not because Jiang Ziyue was too beautiful, but because when he looked at Jiang Ziyue, he subconsciously glanced at the wheelchair.
But this glance made the man stunned.
"Li Jiaqi, long time no see."
Jiang Mingyang greeted familiarly.
This was his freshman classmate, who ranked in the middle of the class, but was very motivated and worked very hard.
"Jiang Mingyang! Why are you back!"
Li Jiaqi exclaimed, but the tone of her words seemed to be very unwelcome to him.
Then, she looked at the wheelchair behind Jiang Mingyang and asked curiously: "Why are you in a wheelchair?"
Before Jiang Mingyang could answer, Jiang Ziyue interrupted and said: "There was an accident and he was paralyzed."
"Really?"
Li Jiaqi confirmed again, and Jiang Mingyang nodded in grief and anger, his eyes full of despair.
"Come on, Jiang Mingyang is paralyzed, revenge if there is revenge, complain if there is resentment..."