Chapter 509 Open your heart

Holyfield Evelyn was very calm, and she chose a clear target.

She didn't aim at Jiang Mingyang, nor did she want to kill him with one arrow, but attacked his glider.

A warrior in the body refining realm cannot fly, and even if he has a mid-air change of direction combat skill, he cannot offset the acceleration of gravity.

Without the assistance of the glider, even if Jiang Mingyang didn't die from the fall, he would be seriously injured.

After shooting the arrow, Holyfield Evelyn didn't even check whether it was effective, and returned to the house and rushed downstairs.

With such a close target and such a wide attack range, if she, a sharpshooter, didn't hit it again, there would be no need to live.

The glider is not a fighter plane, it has no power source, and it can't make exaggerated changes of direction, so it can't avoid the fatal arrow at all.

"Damn it, you don't even give me a chance to breathe."

Jiang Mingyang was not in a hurry when he realized the crisis was coming.

After determining the direction of the arrow, Jiang Mingyang smiled evilly and said, "Nine Styles of the Fiery Sun·Firebird."

Jiang Mingyang's feet were like airplane engines, emitting terrifying flames, and the glider suddenly accelerated and changed direction, easily avoiding the fatal arrow.

"Hahahaha, thank you for your hospitality, I will repay you double when I recover from my injuries."

Jiang Mingyang's hearty laughter echoed in the sky, and the members of the Holyfield family were furious but helpless.

Jiang Mingyang played his advantage to the extreme, and they were unable to catch up and could only look for another opportunity.

After avoiding the deadly situation, Jiang Mingyang relaxed and his attention shifted to his mobile phone.

He wanted to say hello to his fans and ask for a batch of rewards and gifts, but when he saw the bullet screen that cursed him in an endless loop, his anger broke through his head.

"Damn it, I fought to the death, and you cursed me to death!"

Jiang Mingyang was so angry that his lungs almost exploded. The great joy of killing five people disappeared, and his anger turned into a simple poetic roar.

"The motherland is too indulgent to you, and the top leaders are too tolerant of you, which makes you ungrateful and hurt the country and society!

You are a bunch of social scum, living at the bottom and unwilling to work hard, but you can't stand others being stronger than scum, more hateful than invaders and demons!

You don't fight for your good life, don't change your life, don't make yourself live more happily, but instead ridicule and mock optimistic and hardworking people.

Are you the only unfortunate?

Are you the only miserable?

Is fate unfair to you?

It's you who give up on yourself, it's you who are cowardly and dare not change, resulting in not keeping up with the pace of progress, but you blame the society and the country for giving up on you!

Are you worse than Guo Xiaoyu?

Her father died for the country, but was framed as a traitor and was specifically targeted by the church.

She and her mother suffered humiliation, but they were still optimistic and happy.

Because they firmly believe that suffering will pass, they firmly They believed that the country would tell her the truth, and they firmly believed that their relatives were not traitors.

It was because of their optimism and belief that they persisted until I appeared and the people of the whole country supported them.

They persisted until the top leaders did not hesitate to turn against the church and execute the eunuchs in public to give them an explanation!

Their current good life was earned with countless tears and bitterness, and was achieved through optimism and positive efforts!

Your parents are alive and well, and have not made any contribution to society. The top leaders still feed you well. Don’t you feel ashamed?

You, the top leaders, have created a peaceful, fair and stable social environment, but you have turned yourselves into scum.

No one owes you anything, but you owe your parents and society. "

Jiang Mingyang made a long speech, which was reasonable, well-founded and profound. Not only did Muyang Dog speechless, but other viewers also fell into deep thought.

Although there was no dirty word in the whole article, it can be summed up in one sentence.

You don’t know how to work hard and struggle. You are stupid and useless. You deserve to suffer and be unlucky.

For optimistic people, the most annoying thing is those who complain about everything, those who blame the injustice of society when it is obviously their own fault for not working hard.

Jiang Mingyang is such a person. He is arrogant and even bullies others, but he will never complain about everything.

Because he knows deeply that no system or society is fair. As long as the human race exists, there will be three, six, and nine levels.

This is both the social structure and the racial characteristics of human beings.

"Okay, ban those people just now, and let's talk about topics that can improve the quality of life.

They deserve to live a tragic life. They should not know any knowledge that can improve their lives."

Jiang Mingyang let out his anger and became much calmer.

Bai Xiaosheng was doing his job as a network administrator, but his view of Jiang Mingyang changed greatly.

The reason for the change was also very simple, because of the phone call just now.

Bai Xiaosheng never dreamed that Jiang Mingyang, a greedy, unreasonable and tyrannical bastard, actually understood good and evil, reason and shame.

Under that arrogant and domineering appearance, there is actually a kind heart.

"Sorry, brothers, I was a little excited just now."

Jiang Mingyang adjusted the camera, and then said: "The trash has been kicked out of the room, let's talk about some practical stuff.

There is nothing wrong with wanting to be horizontally domineering, wanting to be unreasonable, and wanting to bully others, but you have to keep working hard."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned. What the hell is going on!

Bai Xiaosheng also felt like he had something stuck in his throat, as if all his relief and emotion were used on a dog.

Jiang Mingyang continued calmly: "If hard work can't get privileges, hard work can't get a sense of superiority, then what's the point of hard work.

If hard work is the same as not working hard, then why should we work hard?

People are not born equal. Anyone who is richer and more privileged than you must work harder than you and must be better than you.

Even if some are not good enough, their parents and elders are better than you, and they are enough to become the capital of the younger generation's arrogance.

You can only be better than ordinary people if you work harder than ordinary people.

You can only be better than your peers if you work harder than their peers.

You can only stand at the top and master the rules and discourse power if you work harder than everyone else.

Chinese society is already fair enough. As long as you choose the right direction and persevere, you will definitely have the opportunity to succeed.

Even if you can't become rich and powerful, it is definitely better than before. Live better, this is my advice to you. "

Jiang Mingyang took a deep breath, and then said: "When you feel that life is too miserable and society is too unfair to you, you all look at me. "

Jiang Mingyang pointed to the blood-stained clothes and smiled: "I offended the world's largest power in order to vindicate the heroes. The top leaders were unable to protect me, but I have no regrets about it.

Because this is the path I chose myself, I anticipated this result before I chose it. I have no reason to blame anyone, and I am not even qualified to blame the top leaders.

If they hadn't intervened, there would not be this extremely unfair hunt, and the church would have sent masters to crush me directly.

I only blame myself for being too weak. If I were strong enough to suppress everything, the church would not dare to trouble me, and I would not be in today's predicament.

China is our mother, we thrive in her cradle, shouldn't we protect our mother from wind and rain? "