Gao Wu: I can plunder everything

Yan Xingxiu looked up to the sky and laughed, Wu Bin vomited blood again and said with difficulty: "No one wants to kill you, I only want to defend my dignity.

Inspector Yan, if you recognize your mistake, I will naturally not embarrass you.

However, Mr. Wu was seriously injured and unable to help you land. I hope you don't fall to your death. "

Wu Bin's words in the scene were very accurate, but he cursed in a caring tone. It can only be said that he is worthy of Yan Li's teacher, and he is so serious about sarcasm.

"Huh, don't worry. Even though I'm seriously injured and on the verge of death, you can't fall to death from this height."

After saying that, Yan Xingxiu closed his eyes and fell to the ground in free fall.

The body of a Foundation Establishment Realm warrior has fundamentally changed, and no matter how seriously injured he is, he will not be thrown to death.

Watching Yan Xingxiu fall slowly, Wu Bin slowly straightened up, lowered his head and looked down at Thorn City, murmuring: "Boy, your home court will be next."

Jiang Mingyang waited for a long time. When he was most bored, he suddenly noticed that a naked butt fell down.

"Oh, people say big fat sheep, how come this guy has turned into a big light pig?

Old Man Wu's fighting skills are so wretched, why is he specialized in taking off other people's clothes? "

Jiang Mingyang stood up as he thought about it, judged Yan Xingxiu's landing point, and walked over with a square step.

At this time, there were no people in Thorn City, only the gentle breeze blowing the lonely yellow sand, a bastard waiting for a fat sheep, and the big light pig that was about to land.

Bang!

Yan Xingxiu fell to the ground and spit out blood from his mouth. There were still fragments of internal organs in the blood, but he laughed heartily.

His already severely injured internal organs ruptured again and caused massive bleeding, and the injury became more serious.

But it was all worth it, because he didn't die, and as long as he didn't die, there was hope of living.

The Holy See and China have an agreement. As long as he is in Thorn City and as long as he is still breathing, Thorn City will save him both emotionally and rationally.

Snapped!

A loud slap interrupted Yan Xingxiu's laughter.

"You are laughing at me. You fall into my hands and you still laugh. You are so heartless."

Yan Xingxiu was stunned for a moment. He never expected to meet Jiang Mingyang.

Wu Bin was very measured in his actions. Not only was Yan Xingxiu seriously injured and on the verge of death, he couldn't even lift his little finger, let alone resist.

Jiang Mingyang didn't care about the rules of a warrior. He rounded up and slapped you again, scolding: "Don't you like to laugh? Keep making me laugh. If you don't laugh, I'll slap you!"

"Ahem, cough, cough, Jiang Mingyang, don't go too far, I'm from the Holy See, cough, cough..."

Yan Xingxiu was so angry that he coughed up blood, and Jiang Mingyang swung his mouth full of blood.

"Whatever happens to the Holy See, the Holy See can be unreasonable and use its power to bully others.

You bully the younger ones and deliberately kill me first. As long as I don't dig up your ancestral graves, the Holy See will have no reason to trouble me! "

Jiang Mingyang grumbled and groped randomly on Yan Xingxiu's body.

His clothes were all torn, and there weren't many places where he could find things, so Jiang Mingyang didn't find the treasure.

"You! You bastard! This is Thorn City, a place where the king's law reigns!

Not only did you not save me, you also tried to rob me of my belongings! "

Yan Xingxiu rolled his eyes in anger, Jiang Mingyang grinned, smacked his mouth, and cursed: "Now I know there is a king's method.

Why didn't you mention it when you trampled on the king's law?

Why don't you mention it when you bully Chinese children!

No matter who your master is, the blood of the Chinese people is shed on you. It is the grace of your ancestors that gave you life, but what the hell have you done!

You are an unfaithful, unfilial, unkind and unjust beast, but you still have the nerve to talk to me about the law of the king, and I will treat you like a king.

What's wrong with robbing you? You kill me first. Don't say I rob your property. Even if I kill you, the Vatican won't be able to find fault! "

His strength was withered and his physical strength was exhausted. Yan Xingxiu was dying, and his cheeks were swollen like a pig's head.

Every time Jiang Mingyang slapped him, he would spit out a mouthful of visceral fragments.

The pain on his face was secondary, but the key was that he couldn't stand the humiliation and was so angry that he kept vomiting blood and vomiting his internal organs.

Yan Xingxiu never dreamed that he would be slapped in the face after his strength skyrocketed by relying on the Holy See.

Jiang Mingyang, who was still looked down upon by him and regarded as an ant, slapped him.

Now that things have happened, how could Yan Xingxiu, who was so accomplished in scheming, not know that he was being plotted against?

Not only was he plotted against, but the entire pro-Vatican faction in Thorn City and even the Holy See were plotted against.

His son might really be dead, Ruan Decheng might be dead, and he wouldn't have a chance to survive.

Yan Xingxiu regretted that he should not provoke Jiang Mingyang.

He clearly knew that Jiang Mingyang was Duan Qing's apprentice and that Duan Qing was not economical on fuel, but he still made the wrong decision.

"Jiang Mingyang, I didn't expect that I would fall into the hands of a clown like you."

Yan Xingxiu gave up struggling and looked resigned.

Jiang Mingyang didn't bother to insult him anymore, sat down next to him, and said sarcastically: "Okay, stop gibbering.

You are considered a master after all. If you hand over the benefits smoothly, I will give you a pleasure. "

The process of humiliating Yan Xingxiu was far less enjoyable than Jiang Mingyang imagined, and even a little boring.

During the torture process, Jiang Mingyang realized that torturing a useless person who had no power to fight back would not make him happy.

He prefers to punch in the face in combat and knock down opponents in actual combat, rather than relying on last-hitting shots and picking up trash.

"I want to see my son."

Yan Xingxiu's eyes were blurred, and the fire of life was almost extinguished.

Jiang Mingyang also didn't expect that Yan Xingxiu, a cruel master, would miss his son the most at the last moment of his life.

“Well, you’re going to die, and I won’t lie to you.

I only killed Jiang Qidong and other members of the Jiang family. I haven’t met your son and I don’t know where he is. "

Jiang Mingyang told the truth, and Yan Xingxiu suddenly opened his eyes wide as if he were having a flashback, and said excitedly: "My son is not dead!"

"Don't be too happy. I didn't say he wasn't dead. I just didn't meet him."

Jiang Mingyang frowned and explained, but Yan Xingxiu was full of joy, because in his opinion, no one except Jiang Mingyang dared to kill his son.

"Hey, I also answered the question, should you express your gratitude?"

Jiang Mingyang urged impatiently, and Yan Xingxiu raised his right hand with difficulty, pointed to the flame-shaped pendant on his chest, and said, "I will trade it for my son's life."

The flame pendant seemed to be made of dark red glass with impurities, and had neither a special halo nor a special aura.

When Jiang Mingyang met Yan Xingxiu for the first time, he was wearing this pendant.

At that time, Jiang Mingyang felt that Yan Xingxiu was very pious and always wore the most common badge of the Holy See wherever he went.

But who would have thought that the phoenix blood, which even Duan Qing was interested in, would be hung around his neck in a majestic manner.

"Okay, as long as Yan Jiajue is still alive, I promise not to hurt him."

Jiang Mingyang then responded and reached out to pull off the pendant.

But at the moment when he fell behind and broke, a golden rune flashed away and was silently printed on Jiang Mingyang's skin.

At the same time, in the headquarters of the Holy See in the Huaxia District, a fat woman who was short, ugly and fat was wearing a white robe. The necklace around her neck also broke at the same time.

The ugly woman was saying mass when her necklace broke and slipped, leaving her frozen in place.

"Why did the natal necklace break? Xingxiu! Jiajue!

Someone, go check right away, where are Yan Xingxiu and Yan Jiajue..."