People are more beasts than animals, so people eat animals; playboys are more playboys than playboys, so playboys bullys. Life is such a journey of prey on the weak.
The young master who broke into the door was full of alcohol, staggering in his movements and behaved rudely. He knew at a glance that he had just died of drunkenness and dreams, and now he was going to vent his blood in a certain part of his body.
Zhihe was as if she was facing a great enemy, and her beauty was fading. Ning Kunlun held the suppression tightly and was on guard.
Ye Junlin was Wubo of Gujing, and his expression was calm. He slowly raised his wine glass and took a sip.
Not far away, the middle-aged manager was shocked because he clearly saw a sneer on the corner of Ye Junlin's mouth.
The Chengdongjiang family has accumulated for thousands of years, and its voice has shocked Jinyang. But in this generation, it is a single lineage. It is fine to pass it alone, but he is a playboy; it is fine to playboy, but he prefers lust as life; it is also lustful.
That's fine, but what he is disturbing now is Ye Junlin's interest.
Thinking of this, beads of sweat were already oozing from the middle-aged manager's forehead. He vaguely felt that this was a conspiracy, but he could not find any definite evidence.
After a servant was called, the middle-aged manager whispered a few words in a hurry. After hearing this, the servant ran towards the "Jiang Mansion" as if he was desperate. The middle-aged manager breathed a sigh of relief.
One wave has not yet settled, and another wave has started again.
The drunken "Master Jiang" directly ignored Ye Junlin and Ning Kunlun, stepped forward and grabbed Zhihe's wrist.
"Sister Zhihe, let me try the rouge on your mouth." After saying that, Master Jiang leaned over and kissed Zhihe's mouth.
"The eldest young master respects himself, Zhihe 's selling her skills but not her body'." Zhihe struggled desperately, and the weak woman's strength came from somewhere, actually pushed Master Jiang into a staggering position.
The middle-aged manager was quick-witted and quickly supported Master Jiang who almost fell.
Young Master Jiang was furious, waved his hand and shook off the middle-aged manager who was supporting him. He raised his hand and slapped him at Zhihe's Zhu Yan and fell down.
"Stinky**, when you enter here, you sell it. How can you pretend to be pure for me!"
The huge slap was about to fall down in an instant, but a more powerful hand grabbed his wrist tightly.
Ning Kunlun's blue veins swelled up, and the whole room was filled with a strong murderous aura.
Zhihe hid behind Ning Kunlun, with pear blossoms sobbing constantly in the rain.
Ye Junlin glanced slightly, because he clearly saw the flash of splendor in Zhihe's eyes.
"Let me go, if you don't let go, I will send someone to kill your whole family!"
Master Jiang was held tightly in his hand, but there were still thousands of "Longquans" on his tongue, which did not weaken his aura at all.
Ning Kunlun frowned and threw Master Jiang out.
"Bang!"
Master Jiang flew straight out dozens of meters away, smashed several tables one after another, and stopped his body. A wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and Master Jiang's drunkenness was completely awake.
"You're looking for death!"
The young master suddenly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the space ring on his finger flashed with light. A golden ring-headed sword appeared on his hand, and in an instant, the whole room shone with golden light.
"snort!"
A sneer appeared on the corner of Ning Kunlun's mouth.
The golden big sword slashed at Ning Kunlun in an instant.
Ning Kunlun stood there, motionless, sad, happy, surprised, and fearless, completely ignoring.
Pour large oil on a small stove and thick frost on a thin layer of snow.
Master Jiang stared at Ning Kunlun, and was no longer in a state of dying.
A golden sword fell down, and a golden barrier appeared on Ning Kunlun's body.
"clang!"
The big knife in the ring head slashed the golden barrier, and the barrier only rippled in circles, like a breeze wailing a pond of spring water.
Master Jiang suddenly felt a severe pain on his wrist, his throat became sweet, and a mouthful of blood flew backwards along with his body.
"Young Master."
When the middle-aged manager saw this, he hurried up to help him.
"Get out!" Master Jiang's hairstyle was messy, and his handsome face became ferocious. He suddenly pushed away the middle-aged manager. Master Jiang, like a crazy lion, shouted loudly: "
'Jiang Family Huwei', kill these two 'rabbits' for me!"
With a command, nine swordsmen in black all over blew towards Ning Kunlun like the wind.
The middle-aged manager sat on the ground, constantly muttering to himself: "It's over, it's all over."
Several terrifying auras arrived instantly. Ning Kunlun had already grasped the big black iron halberd. His two big feet stomped heavily on the ground, the floor shattered, and the whole building trembled.
Ye Junlin raised another glass of wine and drank it all in one go.
Nine black-clad assassins, like butterflies dancing in the wind, attacked Ning Kunlun in turn. Ning Kunlun remained as a mountain, responded calmly, with one man at the gate, and ten thousand men could not open.
Whenever the halberd is swung, it will make a jingle sound, and Mars are everywhere and the mysterious light is shining.
Ye Junlin narrowed his eyes slightly and quietly felt the mysterious energy fluctuations on everyone's bodies.
Ning Kunlun's cultivation must be at the "Xuanhuang level", and it is definitely not the first level, and the nine black-clad assassins are at least "Half-step Xuanhuang".
Taking a breath of cold air, Ye Junlin drank another cup and shook his head slightly.
"This place doesn't seem easy to mess with."
Every time the level is advanced, the combat power will be increased by more than a hundred times. Although there are many men in black, how can they be the opponent of Ning Kunlun, who has been through the battlefield for a long time?
During the time of half a stick of incense, nine men in black were beaten by the terrifying black iron eprus, either dead or injuring.
Master Jiang was no longer drunk at this time. The "trump card" he relied on the most was lying in front of him, which completely scared him.
Ye Junlin smiled, patted his butt, and stood up.
Ning Kunlun looked at him and smiled mysteriously.
Ye Junlin knew what he wanted, picked up a short sword from the ground and walked slowly towards the eldest son Jiang.
"You...what are you going to do..."
Master Jiang held the floor with both hands, and how embarrassed he was. The image of a tall, rich and handsome man has long disappeared.
Ye Junlin came to Master Jiang's feet, squatted down slowly, and the short sword in his hand slowly rubbed back and forth on Master Jiang's cheek.
"Master Jiang, do you think I should cut your nose or dig your eyes?" Ye Junlin smiled brightly.
A fishy smell was soaked in the crotch of Master Jiang.
Ye Junlin covered his nose and slowly retreated to Ning Kunlun.
Several powerful auras broke through the air, without entering the door, directly penetrated the ceiling of the wing room and fell in front of Ye Junlin.
"Whoever dares to touch my grandson, I will destroy his whole family."
Ye Junlin raised his eyebrows and looked at the hunchbacked old woman in front of him with disgust on her face.
But at this moment, a sharp blade pierced Ye Junlin's waist...