Jiang Taiming came and went in a hurry.
He hugged everyone and called the Jiang family members who were patrolling the community to come over, dragging Zhang Hui out of the villa area.
In the security booth.
When Jiang Taiming saw his nephew who held an important position as the security captain in the community, he angrily kicked him in the buttocks.
"There are dozens of you, and you can't even look down on an old man? You're a bunch of losers, a bunch of idiots, a bunch of trash, what use are you!"
Jiang Taiming roared angrily: "How did you promise me in the first place? Even a fly can't fly in, how did he get in this chapter!"
I saw my nephew was silent.
Jiang Taiming became even more angry: "Don't pretend to be dumb for me, speak to me!"
"...Uncle, is it possible that Zhang Hui is a ninth-grade grandmaster and I am only a sixth-grade master."
That's a grievance for the security captain.
Let alone a ninth-grade grandmaster, even an eighth-grade or even a seventh-grade warrior might not be able to detect the other party's whereabouts.
Everyone below the seventh rank is an ant.
The sixth grade is nothing more than an ant with slightly greater strength.
Apart from the heavy lame man with a short stick in the northwest, who has been practicing martial arts for hundreds of years, how many people can achieve the glorious record of killing three-level warriors with the sixth-level realm?
No one can do it!
If he had that ability, he wouldn't be stuck in the sixth-grade realm for twenty years without making any progress.
"How dare you talk back?"
The more Jiang Taiming listened, the angrier he became, and he kicked his nephew again.
The nephew was honest this time. Like the other Jiang family members, he stopped saying anything and bowed his head to accept criticism silently.
Wait until Jiang Taiming gets angry.
Zhang Hui also woke up, and his voice trembled: "Xiao Jiang, my realm suddenly disappeared, send me to Qian's house quickly!"
Jiang Taiming said expressionlessly: "What are you doing at Qian's house? Your realm has been destroyed. It's useless to look for anyone."
"My realm has been destroyed? Impossible. I must be sick. I can cure it. I can definitely cure it!"
When talking about the latter part, Zhang Hui was already hysterical. He could not accept the loss of realm.
Jiang Taiming looked pitiful: "You have offended Senior Ye Fan Ye."
"Ye Fan? Who?"
After Zhang Hui finished speaking subconsciously, he thought of the handsome young man.
Thinking of the pity in Jiang Taiming's expression at this moment, Zhang Hui's pupils narrowed and he said with endless despair: "Is he the mysterious strong man who killed Du Jian and Ji Ming?"
"That's right."
Jiang Taiming sighed: "You have offended Donghai City... no, the person in the entire country of China who cannot be offended the most."
"Xiao Jiang, no...Master Jiang, save me!"
Zhang Hui begged.
Before he came to Donghai City, he knew that there was a senior in Donghai City who was far beyond the powerhouse of Shenmen Realm. But Zhang Hui never thought that the senior would be so young.
"late."
Jiang Taiming turned around and left, and only the voice came: "Let him live longer and die later. Then issue a ban in the martial arts world. The fifty-mile radius of Mudan Mountain is a forbidden area for warriors. If there is no identity registration, regardless of the level of the realm...die!" "
"Jiang Taiming! I am a ninth-grade grandmaster. How dare you kill me? How can you kill me! If I die, the seven spiritual mansions in East China will wake up soon. Can you bear the responsibility for the devastation of all living beings?"
Zhang Hui panicked.
He roared hysterically.
He is well aware of the cruelty of the Jiang family.
Is it possible to be able to divide the martial arts world into three parts with the Qing family and the Qian family because of virtue?
No.
It relies on fists and ruthlessness.
"Zhang Hui, Zhang Hui, you can't even see your position clearly before you die. There are only four great masters in the Hua Kingdom, but without Du Jian, there will be one more Qingjian tomorrow. Without Zhang Hui, there will be one more tomorrow. There will be one more Jiang Hui. This position is very important, but who sits in the position... doesn't matter."
Jiang Taiming said indifferently: "Besides, the one who really suppressed the seven spiritual mansions in East China was not you, but the Shenmen realm who bravely went to death one by one!"
"Can you really suppress the demon clan in the Ling Mansion if you are a ninth-grade person? This is simply ridiculous!"
Jiang Taiming waved his sleeves and left.
The security captain of the Jiang family, who was at the sixth level, cupped his fists and bowed: "Senior Zhang Hui, I'm offended."
"You can't kill me, I'm Zhang Hui, I'm the ninth-grade grandmaster—ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
…
Until Ye Fan's family of three finished the barbecue and left, Zhao Juan had not recovered from the shock just now.
A ninth-grade grandmaster was punched away by Wang Yanyang, an ordinary person, and the head of the Jiang family treated Wang Yanyang kindly, which shocked Zhao Juan...
Zhao Juan couldn't figure it out, so she simply stripped Wang Yanyang clean and put her hands around the other person's body.
Wang Yanyang covered his vitals and said in a panic: "Honey, what are you doing? My son is still outside, so why don't you close the door!"
Zhao Juan muttered: "There is no muscle at all, no trace of martial arts training at all, it shouldn't be..."
"I have no muscles?"
Wang Yanyang suddenly felt that the man's dignity was being challenged, stretched out his arm and said: "Feel these majestic biceps, then look at my eight tight abdominal muscles, and the strong muscles on my thighs! "
Zhao Juan stretched out her hand and pressed it directly to Wang Yanyang's original shape: "It hurts, it hurts, please tap it..."
Zhao Juan raised her head and looked at the ceiling.
It seems that Jiang Taiming's change of attitude is not because of his good-for-nothing husband, but... is it because of Mark?
But him.
He didn't look like he had practiced martial arts much.
As for muscles...
"Honey, does Mark have a lot of muscles?"
"???"
Wang Yanyang was anxious: "What do you mean, Zhao Juan, what do you mean, I can't satisfy you as your husband, can I? Close the door, turn off the light, and let you see how powerful I am!"
"childish."
Zhao Juan rolled her eyes at her husband and fell into deep thought.
…
Return to Peony Garden.
After Liu Yingying coaxed Ye Zi to sleep, she returned to the room and lay on Ye Fan, stroking her flat and smooth belly and said:
“So full!”
"Honey, don't you have anything to ask?"
"have."
Liu Yingying's beautiful eyes were bright, she turned over and lay on Ye Fan's chest, the roundness under her pajamas was squeezed out of shape.
Ye Fan tensed up and took a deep breath: "Honey, we'll talk about other things later. Now we have more important things to do."
"What's up?"
Liu Yingying felt bad, but it was too late to run away.
"Meeting!"
"ah!"
…
at the same time.
In the dormitory in the city center, the lights are turned off.
Liu Yiyi and her sister Shen Ya were lying side by side on the bed, watching the romantic movie on the projection.
The two girls were so moved that there was an uproar, and the floor was covered with toilet paper for wiping tears.
Liu Yiyi choked up and said: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuah, the heroine finally sacrificed herself for love is so touching, I... um~"
