After making a big hole in Mumuraz's stone house, Jiang Hai walked out of it swaggeringly. There was too much movement when he launched the rising dragon strike just now, and the location of Mumraz's residence belongs to the kind of rich people.
On the territory, those people usually don't have to mine ore by themselves. They usually go to the competition field, or have sex with women in their own stone houses. Now they were all shocked by Jiang Hai, and they came out to watch one after another. Some even directly
He walked out holding his female favorite, without even pulling out the thing from his lower body.{Novel Network
Jiang Hai, who had just broken through to Hero Level 2, was now refreshed and relaxed. Not to mention his injuries, his entire physical ability had been greatly improved, and he didn't care about the crowd at all.
"It's all gone. There's nothing exciting to see. I just accidentally made a big hole in Lao Mu's house."
Jiang Hai said with a so-called shrug.
Everyone who was still in shock suddenly felt like a pot was exploding when they heard Jiang Hai's words, and they started talking about it one after another.
"You fierce man, you dare to destroy Mumulaz's stone house."
"Looking for death"
"Brother, you are my eldest brother, I will hang out with you"
Someone even ran up to Jiang Hai and said with an adoring look on his face that although he could feel that Jiang Hai was not as strong as him at all, it was scary enough to dare to damage Mumulaz's stone house as if it was nothing.
, after all, he came out of Mumulaz's stone house, and he must have a close relationship with Mumulazi. It would be good to have some relationship with Mumulazi.
Jiang Hai had no interest in listening to people's nonsense, so he said to the man who said he wanted to hang out with him.
"Brother, where is the competition here?"
"Yes, there is a second-level competition venue fifty miles away in that direction."
The man's voice was a little muffled.
"Thanks"
After Jiang Hai finished speaking, he left as if it was a casual matter.
It wasn't until Jiang Hai walked far away that the man who wanted to hang out with Jiang Hai let out a strange scream.
"Did you hear that? He called me brother. Let's see who dares to collect my protection money."
The man was like a victorious rooster, holding his head high. Several people present had obviously ugly expressions on their faces, while others looked envious.
"You're lucky, you have to look after us."
Immediately, two more people came over to get close to each other. They were probably the ones with envious eyes.
At this time, our Mr. Jiang was walking on the soft sand like a leisurely stroll, looking at the stone houses of different sizes around him, thinking about how to make money, and never thought about what he said.
It was so powerful that it even caused a moderate wave. If those people knew that Jiang Hai had no relationship with Mumulaz at all, but they met by chance and happened to save his life, and
He also damaged someone else's stone house and left without repairing it. Maybe Mumulaz will have to make trouble for him after he comes back. I don't know what he will think. However, just because of Jiang Hai's words, he said that he wanted to talk to Jiang Hai.
The status of a gangster man rises sharply. Not only does no one dare to collect his protection money anymore, but he also collects other people's protection money.
This is sometimes the case. If something is wrong, if no one checks whether it is wrong, then it will always be right, just like a lie that will never be exposed is the truth. It happens that many things in life are not
You don’t need to do research, which is why there are so many people who pretend to be noble and arrogant.
"Wow wow... wow"
Suddenly a burst of crying attracted Jiang Hai's attention.
"Don't use my daughter as food, please."
A half-clothed woman held on to the animal skin skirt of an ugly man and kept crying.
"You bitch, I don't want to fuck you anymore, get out of here"
The man ignored the woman's begging for mercy and held up a girl who was crying loudly. The little girl was about two or three years old. She was pink and tender and very beautiful.
"Such tender meat is a hundred times more delicious than sari meat."
The man looked at the little girl's pink face and kept swallowing his saliva.
"Kraft, please let Lina go for the sake of my Alei."
The woman thought that Kraft had been in a competition with her man, so he might show some mercy. It was okay for her to be fucked by him, but her daughter was only two and a half years old, so how could she bear to see her being eaten as food.
"Fuck, it's okay if you don't mention him, but I'll be even more angry when you mention him. I'll sell you as a slave girl later! That bullshit one-eyed thunder whip has been riding on my head, and now he's finally dead.
It’s a pity that I didn’t kill him with my own hands.”
The man kicked the woman in the lower abdomen, knocking her over. The man kicked the woman so hard that she vomited blood, but the woman struggled to get up.
There are too many things like this in the dark world, and any bullshit affection is nothing in the face of interests. From their conversation, Jiang Hai can know that the woman's man and the man named Kraft used to mess around together, but now the woman's
The man didn't know why he was willing to die, so Kraft took in his friend's woman and planned to eat his daughter.
Jiang Hai originally planned to keep an eye out of sight, but he didn't expect that this woman turned out to be the woman with the one-eyed thunder whip that he had killed. Although he fought a life-and-death battle with the one-eyed thunder whip, he did not have any deep hatred, it was just for survival.
He just went down. If he didn't kill the One-Eyed Thunder Whip, maybe he would be the one who died. Now that he met the woman and child of the One-Eyed Thunder Whip, Jiang Hai had to help him no matter what. After all, he was the one who killed the One-Eyed Thunder Whip.
, that put the two of them in this situation.
"Let him go"
Jiang Hai slowly walked up to the man and said with an expression, his tone was cold.
Kraft was thinking about whether to kill this damn bitch with his kick, and then exchange it for a note. Suddenly he heard someone talking behind him, so he turned his head and saw a handsome young man. The man
He was wearing clothes that were different from his own. The clothes were very tattered and dirty. His silver hair hung arrogantly on his shoulders.
Kraft looked up and down Jiang Hai. Apart from his weird clothes, there was nothing special about him, and his strength was only at the beginning of the fourth level of a hero.
"Where did you **** come from? Just let me go if you tell me to."
Kraft felt relieved when he saw that Jiang Hai could not reach Hero Level 4.
"Pa"
A bright red palm print appeared on Kraft's face.
"I hate it most when someone pretends to be me!"
Jiang Hai ignored everything and slapped Kraft in the face. Jiang Hai reached the second level of the God of War Art. His speed was so fast that Kraft saw a black shadow flying towards him, and he was hit hard.
He was slapped, and he didn't have time to dodge. Jiang Hai didn't activate his fighting spirit. The force of his body alone made Kraft dizzy. His grip was unstable, and the little girl fell down.
Jiang Hai caught the little girl and put him next to the woman. The woman hugged the little girl tightly and kept shouting thank you.
At least a quarter of an hour passed before the stars in Kraft's eyes lightened up slightly. He, Kraft, was the younger brother of the owner of the Kraft competition, and he was actually slapped in the face by a boy whose strength was no more than level four of a hero.
But Kraft was not a fool after all. He knew that the person in front of him might not be that simple. He was slapped in the face before he even had time to react with the intermediate strength of his fourth-level hero.
"I am Cavmon's younger brother"
Kraft said, while looking at Jiang Hai, hoping to see Jiang Hai show a scared expression. Although it is only a third-level competition, in this bloody and cruel dark world, it is necessary to become the master of the competition.
Only extraordinary means are needed.
When he heard Kafumeng's name, Jiang Hai's expression did change. It was just a mockery. Jianghai knew Kafumeng, because he was fighting in his arena from the beginning, even if he did not break through to the second level of the God of War Art.
, relying on his title of Black Moon Rising Dragon, he is more intimidating than a third-level competition owner.
"I don't care whose brother you are, get out of here."
After Jiang Hai finished speaking, he kicked Kraft in the lower abdomen. This kick was filled with fighting spirit and immediately kicked Kraft more than five meters away, leaving a shallow mark on the ground.
"Are you also a blood warrior?"
When Jiang Hai took action, he tilted his head slightly, revealing the sickle tattoo on his face. Kraft happened to see it when he was flying in the air. Kraft knew that some powerful blood warriors like to have various tattoos on their bodies.
pattern.
"It turns out to be a blood warrior. No wonder the strength is much higher than the level. No, the sickle pattern..."