Gao Wu: I can plunder everything

Jiang Mingyang did not disappoint the supervisor, and his reaction was better than he expected.

"50% commission!

Why don't you go rob? Even the most shady casinos only take 30%.

Although they take 30%, they have good cigarettes, good wine, and good girls to serve them. Who the hell are you?

You are just a stinking gatekeeper. It's okay to take 50%, but you are still showing off. Do you really think that Chinese warriors are easy to bully?"

Jiang Mingyang hugged the bag in his arms, pointing at the fat supervisor and cursing, while making a big fuss.

The Vatican's 50% commission is equivalent to half of the resources of Chinese warriors, which are given to the Vatican for nothing.

The Vatican is like a greedy vampire, madly devouring China's resources.

This is the pain of all warriors and all sovereign countries.

But the Vatican controls the teleportation technology. If you don't obey, it will strangle you. If you don't open the teleportation array, you won't even have the remaining 50%.

This is also the reason why Lin Meiyue has been planning to get rid of the Vatican's teleportation restrictions.

"How dare you!

This is the agreement between the Chinese high-level officials and the Holy See, written in the charter of the Global Warrior Alliance Council.

How dare you discuss state affairs and attack the agreement between the high-level officials and the Holy See!

Come on, take this kid down and hand him over to the law enforcement team for interrogation!"

The fat supervisor pouted and put a big hat on Jiang Mingyang.

"Nonsense, I'm talking about the facts!

Why should we hand over 50% of the resources we exchanged for our lives!

If our Chinese warriors die in the abyss, will your Holy See give them resettlement allowances!

Give them pensions!

Take care of the warriors' families!"

Jiang Mingyang yelled angrily, and in excitement he even opened his backpack, revealing a fist-sized withered bone flame spirit bead.

Under the red sun, the withered bone flame spirit bead shone brightly, like a jewel that intoxicated people's hearts.

No, for warriors, this is more precious than jewels and jade.

"Death in battle can only mean that you are incompetent, don't believe in my Lord, and don't get the Lord's protection..."

The fat supervisor was giving a long speech and making sarcastic remarks, but suddenly saw the bag full of withered bones and flames, and hurriedly changed his words: "Capture him and send him to the Political and Religious Court for interrogation.

I suspect he stole church resources!"

"Bullshit, this is what I got from the trial!

It is because of them that I completed the trial!"

Jiang Mingyang roared at the top of his lungs, and the fat supervisor immediately retorted: "What a joke!

The withered bones and flames were born in the human-demon battlefield, how could you get them!

Everyone knows that the human-demon battlefield is full of dangers. Even if you are a cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm, you will die if you are not careful. How can you, a small cultivator in the Body Refining Realm, get them?

You obviously stole them, and you dare to be so shameless!"

Everyone was in an uproar. What the fat supervisor said was right. The Witch Demon Grassland was originally a dangerous place, and the human-demon battlefield was even more dangerous.

Even if Jiang Mingyang was against the sky, he couldn't get so many.

So, there is only one explanation, that is, stealing.

"Is it true? This kid is so excited, could he be a liar?"

The warriors who don't know the situation start to think badly in the face of this specious inference.

"I don't know."

"He must have stolen it. How could he, a waste in the body refining realm, get the mutated withered bone flame spirit bead?

This kid is arrogant and domineering. It's obvious that he is not a good thing. He must have stolen it..."

"Of course, this shameless bastard even betrayed his own people, so it's normal for him to steal things."

"That's right, that's right. If it weren't for this shameless guy joining forces with the demons, how could we have lost so many good players..."

Some warriors hesitated, and the warriors who were close to the church began to lead the pace, and their words became more and more unpleasant.

At this moment, Li Jianmu stepped forward, pointed at the backpack in Jiang Mingyang's arms, and said, "This is what Lord Ruan offered to the Church. I saw it a few days ago."

The fat supervisor was overjoyed and shouted excitedly, "There are witnesses and evidences. Catch them!"

"You bastards!"

Jiang Mingyang's breath burst out, and he directly used a new combat skill: extreme attack and killing.

His blood value of 860 in the sixth level of the body refining realm suddenly soared to more than 1,700 under the increase of extreme attack and killing.

This is more concentrated than the blood of many Qi refining realm warriors.

Jiang Mingyang's pressure was violent, like the Lord of the Nine Netherworld releasing indiscriminately, frightening the onlookers with horror.

Is this still the pressure that a body refining realm warrior should have!

If Jiang Mingyang really has this strength, it is not impossible to obtain those withered bones and flame spirit beads.

The onlookers were better, and the members of the law enforcement team who were about to take action were all yellow-faced and sweating, and their legs trembled involuntarily.

"Jiang Mingyang, do you want to rebel?"

The fat supervisor was terrified, and his voice trembled as he threatened.

He looked to the side and found that Lai Anshun, who was in the Qi Refining Realm, was still there, and he still had the last bit of courage to confront Jiang Mingyang.

Jiang Mingyang glanced at him sideways, and then he no longer paid attention to Lai Anshun, but stared at the fat supervisor and questioned: "You have no evidence, and you want to convict me based on Li Jianmu's words.

What do you think this place is?

This is Thorn City, this is the Abyss War Zone, this is Chinese territory, this is the back garden of Chinese warriors!

Who the hell are you? You dare to make trouble just because you see money, convict me!

Do you really think that Thorn City is the private property of the Church, and Chinese warriors are all soft eggs, and you can do whatever you want to them?"

Jiang Mingyang's words were deafening, and they were excited, and they wanted to follow Jiang Mingyang to overthrow the evil old system.

Warriors value martial arts and like to show off their bravery. They can't stand injustice, not to mention that they are victims.

Warriors who make a living in the Abyss War Zone have suffered enough from these lackeys in the political zone.

Jiang Mingyang believes that as long as he gives an order, or he takes the lead in smashing, looting and burning, these people will definitely riot together.

"Damn, it's too smooth. How frustrated it must be to accumulate so much resentment."

Jiang Mingyang muttered in his heart, subconsciously looking around, not knowing what to look for.

Lin Xiling, who was mixed in the crowd, hurriedly hid in the depths of the crowd, carefully avoiding Jiang Mingyang's sight.

"You helped guide the emotions of the crowd, why didn't you let Jiang Mingyang know?"

Wen Qingyun approached Lin Xiling and asked.

It turned out that it was not that Jiang Mingyang's speech was so good, but that Lin Xiling was secretly influencing the emotions of the crowd.

Duanmu Cheng said in a tone that saw through everything: "Of course it's to make him take the blame."

"You know nothing. A person's self-confidence is very important. Jiang Mingyang dares to think that he is invincible in the world, so I dare to pave the way for him."

Lin Xiling looked at Jiang Mingyang, her beautiful eyes flashing with fanaticism, as if she was looking at a perfect work.

Lin Xiling's seemingly true but very domineering love words directly confused everyone.

They looked at Lin Xiling, wanting to say something to comment, but when they got to their mouths, they found that they didn't know what to say.

"Don't stand there, let's take action when the riot starts."

Lin Xiling pulled everyone in a bad mood, turned around and disappeared in the crowd.

Jiang Mingyang didn't know this. Now he wanted to smash, loot and burn, but he still tried to suppress the impulse.

What a joke, Thorn City is a Chinese asset. It would be funny if it couldn't be ended.

Although Jiang Mingyang didn't mind sacrificing public resources for personal gain, if Thorn City was really demolished, Jiang Mingyang would be in trouble.

The most important thing is that his mission was not completed, and Yan Xingxiu was holding back on doing something bad.