Chapter two hundred and sixty-first style leader, gangster thief
On the street outside Wuyin Inn, Jiang Yao stood under a Zhenyi building and said loudly: "I am Jiang Longcheng, the legitimate son of the Jiang family! This city belongs to my Jiang family. I hope that the Shanhe Association can return the city to me!"
Many people gathered around, looking at Jiang Yao in surprise.
"Is this Jiang Longcheng crazy? How dare you ask for the city back?"
"Yes, Jiangdong City is the hometown of the Jiang family, but so what? The Jiang family has been destroyed for many years. How could the Shanhe Association return this treasured land just because of an orphan?"
"Shan He will act cruelly and domineeringly, and will do whatever it takes. This Jiang Longcheng is going to suffer."
Everyone was talking a lot, and they all looked at Jiang Yao with pity.
They are all natives of this city, and they are also the people who were under the rule of the Jiang family in the past. The Jiang family is not an ordinary martial arts clan, and is relatively benevolent. This makes the legacy still exist to this day, and the people miss Jiang.
Therefore, they do not want the ginger medicine to suffer bad luck.
However, if they stood up to defend Jiang Longcheng, they would not dare to take the risk.
In the crowd, a man and woman with martial arts cultivation looked at each other with determination in their eyes.
"Young Master!" The man with perfect martial arts walked out of the crowd, "Your Majesty, Guo Huai, has met the Young Master!"
The woman also came out, "I heard that I have met the young master!"
Jiang Yao thought that this was indeed the case. He showed a look of astonishment and then returned the greeting: "Are you two of my Jiang family's retainers?"
Guo Huai cupped his hands and said: "The two of us are not considered retainers, we are just the retainers who stayed with Master Farewell back then.
At this moment, two more figures walked out of the crowd. One of them, a man with a lion nose, laughed loudly and said: "It is indeed Longcheng! I am your distant uncle Jiang Sansheng!"
Jiang Sansheng is about five or six hundred years old, and he is a strong man with perfect martial arts skills.
The other was a young man with martial arts cultivation. He was more than ten years older than Jiang Yao, but he saluted Jiang Yao and said, "My nephew Jiang Wei, I have met my uncle in Longcheng!"
He is Jiang Sansheng's grandson, one generation younger than Jiang Yao, so he is considered Jiang Yao's nephew.
Although he is older than Jiang Yao, he still calls Jiang Yao uncle.
"It turns out to be uncle!" Jiang Yao hesitated for a moment, then saluted Jiang Sansheng.
This man seemed very happy to see an uncle who was a perfect martial artist.
He turned his eyes and looked at the young man with Wu Zhen cultivation, and asked with a playful expression: "Does your wise nephew have a name?"
Jiang Wei was stunned for a moment, then said: "Replying to my uncle, my nephew has not picked up the characters yet."
The small character "uncle" is added in front of it, which seems to be intentional.
Jiang Yao smiled and said, "Are you the eldest grandson?"
"Yes." Jiang Wei nodded.
Jiang Yao smiled and said: "Then my uncle will give you a word as a greeting gift. How about you give me the word... Boyue? Well, Jiang Boyue is very beautiful."
What?
Jiang Wei couldn't help but look condensed.
Why does this little uncle choose a name for himself as soon as they meet?
Did you say it was a meet-and-greet gift?
Is there such a meeting ceremony?
This uncle's style seems to be out of tune.
However, he liked the word Bojo very much.
"Thanks to my uncle for giving me the name. From now on, I, Jiang Wei, will be Jiang Boyue."
Jiang Yao smiled inexplicably, "Okay, now that I meet Bo Yue, my wish is enough."
Jiang Sansheng also felt that this Longcheng nephew might be a bit out of character. How could he be given a nickname upon meeting him?
Jiang Yao said with emotion: "I thought that there would be no more members of the Jiang family in Jiang Dongcheng, but I never expected to see my uncle and others again."
Jiang Sansheng was also very sad, "My Jiang family was very prosperous back then, but we were destroyed by others. Now we don't even know who our enemies are. We and other distant branches of the clan have no choice but to be displaced and make a living for ourselves."
The Jiang family is of course a wealthy family. Although the vast majority of the human race was massacred back then, there were still a few distant branches and retainers who survived.
At this time, Jiang Yao already knew that Jiang's enemies were the Tianping God Sect and another group of mysterious and powerful forces. However, he could only pretend not to know, and could not tell Jiang Sansheng that Jiang's enemies were the Tianping God Sect.
When the onlookers saw Jiang Yao and others reminiscing about the past with confidence, they all understood the reason.
Because of Mu Vale.
Jiang Longcheng is Mu Cangyue's son, Mu Wuji's nephew.
Even if he offended the Shanhe Club in this city, the Shanhe Club would not dare to kill him.
That is courting death.
However, with the Shanhe Society's always sinister and vicious behavior, it would never be possible for Jiang Longcheng to be allowed to recruit Jiang's old men in the city and advocate for taking back the city.
If a local gang like the Shanhe Society was so easy to talk to, would it still be a notorious martial arts gang?
Jiang Sansheng had obviously thought about this. He looked in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion, frowned and said, "It's not a good place to stay here for a long time. I'd better leave the city first."
As soon as he finished speaking, his expression suddenly darkened.
Immediately afterwards, a hoarse voice came: "Since Mr. Jiang is here, why don't you enter the city lord's mansion and let the city lord chat with you as a landlord?"
Everyone looked at the sound and saw a group of people falling from the sky.
Two powerful warriors, and a dozen martial arts masters.
These two powerful warriors are Guan Yi and Huitai from the Shanhe Club.
Jiang Sansheng sneered: "What do you mean?"
Guan Yi said: "We have no other intention. We are just here to invite Mr. Longcheng to be a guest in the city lord's mansion."
Huitai looked at Jiang Yao: "Mr. Longcheng, my lord has already prepared a banquet and will start it as soon as you arrive."
Jiang Yao raised his chin, showing an arrogant look, "Really? Are you going to invite me to a banquet? Do you want someone to accompany you? If there are many people accompanying you and the scene is big enough, what if I just go and have a drink?"
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Guan Yi was angry in his heart and said with a half-smile: "Master Jiang has a distinguished status, so naturally he has many distinguished guests to accompany him."
He could not have imagined that in just a short time, Jiang Longcheng would have recruited four people! Among them was the Martial God Perfection.
If this kid is allowed to continue, will he still be able to rebel in the city?
Jiang Yao looked like a careless dandy, "Okay, then I will give the City Lord's Mansion this face! However, I must first clarify that this City Lord's Mansion belongs to me, the Jiang family. I am going there today and am not a guest."
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Guan Yi narrowed his eyes: "It doesn't matter. Mr. Jiang just wants to go home and not see anyone else."
When Jiang Sansheng saw Jiang Yao agreeing to go to the banquet, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
He was about to stop him when Jiang Yao said, "Uncle, just wait for me at the Wuyin Inn I booked. I'll go see the lord of this city and have a banquet before returning."
After saying that, he swaggered towards the city lord's mansion.
Go to the meeting alone!
Even Guan Yi, Huitai and others looked surprised.
They originally thought that Jiang Longcheng would definitely refuse to attend the banquet due to the fact that he had reunited several old troops and was Mu Wuji's nephew, and in the end they had to take action.
Who would have thought that this kid would be so happy, he seemed a little out of place.
Jiang Sansheng, Guo Huai and the other four people saw Jiang Yao taking the initiative to go to the city lord's mansion so happily, and they could only shake their heads in desperation.
Jiang Yao wants to go on his own, but even if they stop him, there is no point.
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"What? Want me to marry him?" In the city lord's palace, Wan Zhenbi's daughter Wan Ruoyan asked in disbelief.
Yong Zhenbi nodded: "After all, he is the orphan of Jiang's legitimate son. Even if you really marry him, it won't be an insult to you. More importantly, this is a way to control Jiang Dongcheng without offending Mu Wuji."
"Don't worry, I'm not really asking you to marry him. I really want to kill him, but his uncle is Mu Wuji, and we can't take the risk."
"However, we cannot allow him to recruit old troops in Jiangdong City, confuse people's minds, and have evil intentions."
"The young man is lustful. It's not difficult to deal with him. He just wants to make you feel wronged."
"Use some love pills then, get drunk, and send them directly to your room... Don't worry, he can't control it. As long as you use some tricks, he will definitely act boldly and recklessly, because he is not only a man, but also a young man.
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"When he is as happy as he wants, record his ugly behavior with a video card as evidence."
Wan Ruoyan said with an ugly face: "Is this possible? Then if he thinks about it afterwards, how can he not know that he has fallen into the trap? How can he let me control him?"
She felt a sense of shame, anger, and sadness when she thought about what her father had just said about recording Jiang Longcheng's reckless actions.
Wong Zhenbi said: "It's not important that he knows he fell into the trap. What's important is that the outside world knows that such a thing happened. If he is obedient, then of course there will be nothing. If he is disobedient, it will be rape."
"I understand." Wan Ruoyan sneered, "It's just to let the outside world know that I am the victim, and he, Jiang Longcheng, is a thief who rapes women out of lust."
"Yes." Yong Zhenbi said, "Because you were indeed broken by him. No matter how he denied it, he took away your Xuanyin. Even Mu Wuji cannot ignore this fact."
"Since Jiang Longcheng is this kind of person, he still has the nerve to cause trouble in the city? He still has the nerve to complain to his uncle? Although Mu Wuji is domineering, he still wants to have face."
"You have become his weakness. If he is honest, no one will know about this. If he is dishonest, then everyone will know about it, ruining his reputation, and even the Mu family will be embarrassed to do it for him.
Get ahead."
Wong Zhenbi's idea was actually to use his own daughter's chastity in exchange for Jiang Yao's reputation. If necessary, Jiang Yao's reputation would be ruined and her reputation would be ruined. And their father and daughter were the victims.
After all, no one likes a thief.
I have to say that although this beauty trap is despicable and insidious, it is really effective.
In fact, Wong Zhenbi is a dignified martial arts immortal and a powerful person in power. He really doesn't want to use this method to make himself feel ashamed.
If possible, he wanted to kill Jiang Yao and eliminate this scourge.
But because of Mu Wuji's existence, he couldn't kill him and didn't dare to kill him!
A mere young man forced himself, the mighty master of Shanhe Guild, and the master of Jiangdong City to make unscrupulous decisions, all because of Mu Wuji!
It wasn't because the young man himself was so powerful that he could force him to bear the pain and give away his daughter.
Wan Ruoyan sighed: "Father, can you let a clan girl go? There are many beauties in the mansion, they..."
Won Zhenbi shook his head without thinking: "No. You are my legitimate daughter, and this identity is more powerful. Jiang Longcheng raped my legitimate daughter, and raping an insignificant woman have completely different effects."
"Also, I am more confident in your appearance. After that boy drank love wine, it became even more difficult to control him when he met you again..."
Wan Ruoyan showed a sad and desolate look, "Father, I am your biological daughter."
"Just because you are my daughter, I need you to pay when necessary." Yong Zhenbi said with an indifferent expression, "Jiang Longcheng is just an ant, but his uncle Mu Wuji is a big mountain."
"If you don't do this, how will you deal with this annoying young man? Don't forget, Jiang Dongcheng belongs to the Jiang family. Jiang Longcheng is the legitimate heir of this city, not me, and not you!"
"For Jiang Dongcheng, what does your sacrifice mean? It's all a loss of skin, not worth mentioning. Have you ever heard of the art of killing love?"
Wan Ruoyan said with tears in her eyes: "I've heard of it."
Wong Zhenbi sneered: "Don't those who practice the love-killing method have no sense of shame? It's just that they have already broken through the illusion of skin and gone straight to the avenue."
Monks who practice the love-killing method adopt the method of ruthlessness in order to cut off the black hair of men and women. They believe that being ruthless is the real ruthlessness, rather than refusing to control acquaintances.
Therefore, people who practice the method of killing love regard their bodies as skinned tools.
The father and daughter discussed for a while, and Wong Zhenbi asked his daughter to host the "Hongmen Banquet" for Jiang Yao, while he himself entered a secret room.
The underground secret palace of the City Lord's Mansion is very large and has many uses. The real wall has many twists and turns, and soon you come to a weapon refining pavilion.
The area around the weapon refining pavilion is heavily guarded, with several martial arts masters and a group of armored soldiers guarding it, and the formation is locked from behind.
It seems that a remarkable person is imprisoned in the Weapon Refining Pavilion.
Wong Zhenbi raised his hand to create a formation pattern, opened the door and entered.
In the Weapon Refining Pavilion, there was a large group of people, numbering forty or fifty. Everyone was wearing True Essence Locks and True Sealing Talismans, and their cultivation was controlled.
Among them was an old man, with his back to the door, sitting in front of a weapon-refining furnace, silently refining the weapon.
Everyone looked at Wong Zhenbi with angry eyes, but the old man did not look back at all.
He just played out mysterious spells one after another and blessed them into the roaring fire.
In the fire, there was a puppet.
It's just that this puppet is not made from puppet materials, but from a corpse, a female corpse.
"Mr. Ou Gao, how is the refining of this female corpse puppet? She is my beloved, and her cultivation was very good during her lifetime. Please be sure to refining it successfully," said Yong Zhenbi.
This woman was a strong body refiner during her lifetime, and she was also a martial arts immortal, able to refine herself into a sixth-level puppet.
The highest level of a puppet is level 5, which can output the most attacks of the God of War. However, there is one kind of puppet that is an exception.
That is a corpse puppet made from corpses.
A puppet made from real materials can reach the sky at level five. But a corpse puppet made from corpses can reach a maximum of level seven.
However, corpse puppets are difficult to refine, and the failure rate is very high. Not every corpse is suitable for refining corpse puppets. However, if a weapon saint refines a level 6 puppet, it will not be a big problem.
The old man said without looking back: "It's just a level six corpse puppet. I won't fail, even if I rarely refine corpse puppets."
His voice was cold and he was very hostile to Wong Zhenbi.
If Jiang Yao were here, he would be surprised why Ou Gao, Ou Yueying and others all fell into the clutches of Yong Zhenbi.
It sounds like they are unlucky.
After Ou Gao was cured by "Ye Liangchen" and restored his cultivation, he led his grandson and relatives and friends from the tribe to leave the mountains. With "Ye Liangchen's" recommendation letter, he prepared to secretly go to Qing clan to work for Jiang Yao.
But as soon as he arrived at Shuixi, he encountered Yong Zhenbi who was patrolling in Shuixi.
Yong Zhenbi happened to know Ou Gao, and also knew that Qidao Shrine and Zhongli Dingnai had been looking for Ou Gao. Therefore, he took action immediately.
Originally, Ou Gao was not only a weapon saint, but also a veteran martial arts immortal, Won Zhenbi was really no match for him.
However, Yongzhenbi was in the dark and Ou Gao was in the light. In addition, Yongzhenbi had a large number of experts and resources at his disposal, so he quickly designed and captured Ou Gao and others.
Yong Zhenbi was an old fox who was cunning and plucking his feathers. He played a trick and imprisoned Ou Gao instead of immediately handing him over to Zhongli Dingnai in the middle region to establish a relationship with the Qi Dao Shrine.
The purpose is to first let Ou Gao help him refine weapons for a few years. After refining enough good things, Ou Gao and his family will be sent to the Central Region to be rewarded.
Because he had Ou Gao, a weapon saint, in his hands, Yong Zhenbi became jealous. He simply plotted against an old friend of his who was a martial artist, killed her when she was not prepared, and then used her corpse to refine a corpse puppet.
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In this way, he has an additional corpse puppet with martial arts cultivation, which greatly increases his strength.
As for how miserable his old friend's fate was, he subconsciously ignored it.
Ou Yanyi looked at Yong Zhenbi coldly, her heart full of contempt.
This master of the Shanhe Club is simply a beast.
In the real world, there are many such people.
"Yuan Zhenbi, have you ever thought about your own fate?" Ou Gao said sarcastically while refining an arm of the corpse puppet.
Wong Zhenbi looked at the familiar hands of the female corpse, as well as the unblinking eyes, and couldn't help but think of the time he spent with her.
Alas, time is ruthless, and it lasts for thousands of years, thousands of years of love. This woman was once a person, but now she has become her own corpse.
"Yan Qing, don't blame me. You are too stubborn and care too much. Therefore, you should become a corpse puppet and be quieter so that you can listen to me." Wong Zhenbi sighed and said to the female corpse in the stove.
Then, he answered Ou Gao’s question:
"Mr. Ou Gao, you will not know or see my fate. But your fate, the fate of all of you, is in my mind."
Ou Gao snorted coldly: "Wong Zhenbi, you are also a big shot, but your methods are too low-key. Your behavior is like a shady mouse, which is not in line with your status."
Won Zhenbi shook his head, "What I hate the most is when a person has strength and power, he thinks that his methods should be like those of a big shot. This is nonsense."
"A person's style of doing things is the style of his youth, and it is hard to change. A mouse has the ability, but it is still a mouse's method. Therefore, it is what it is, wanton and unrestrained, doing whatever you want, rather than pretending to be benevolent and hypocritical."
"Don't say that I am just a Martial Immortal. Even if I become a Martial Saint in the future, I will still do whatever I want."
"I kill people like crazy, destroy countless families, and exterminate families endlessly. I have always done whatever it takes, but my Taoist heart is extremely clear."
Ou Gao nodded: "Okay. You have lived a solid life. If you don't regret it until your death, you will be a truly ruthless person."
Wong Zhenbi sat down casually by the refining furnace, looking like an old friend of Ou Gao.
He touched the female corpse's hand and said, "The refining is good. Mr. Ou Gao, after refining the corpse puppet, help me refine a top-notch spaceship."
Ou Gao closed his eyes, his face turned pale, "Okay."
"Hahaha." Wong Zhenbi laughed loudly and patted Ou Gao on the shoulder, "Refining it well, I will not treat useful people badly."
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Jiang Yao entered the city lord's mansion and saw the banquet prepared.
In order to prevent Mu Wuji from finding out what was wrong, the Shanhe Club pinched their noses and offered Jiang Yao.
The eldest lady who hosted the banquet, Wan Ruoyan, sat on the main seat with a forced smile. She was dressed in a full dress and holding a glass of green spirit wine. She looked elegant, noble, beautiful and charming.
This is a hospitable, beautiful swan-like hostess.
Jiang Yao raised his glass to her with a frivolous expression, clearly meaning: "Woman, you are very good."
The banquet at the City Lord's Mansion was very sumptuous, and the guests accompanying them were all high-level officials of the Shanhe Club, and those with the lowest cultivation levels were all martial arts masters.
During the banquet, there were also singing and dancing to add to the fun. A group of beauties in red clothes, wearing light shirts, full of fragrance, sang and danced gracefully in front of Jiang Yao.
They are all girls with warrior training, "house concubines" who specialize in pleasing distinguished guests and masters.
Their bodies were all covered with poison that made people's blood flow, and the room was filled with fragrance as they danced.
However, everyone had already prepared antidote drugs and felt calm.
But Jiang Yao seemed to have been poisoned, and he looked intoxicated. His eyes seemed to be growing on the dancer's body.
He looks like a country bumpkin who has never seen the world.
The dancer was obviously also a clever girl. She smiled and looked back at Jiang Yao with Bai Meisheng.
"Okay, okay, little white rabbit." The young man also laughed and was overjoyed.
Everyone looked at the young man who was the only guest and looked at each other with laughter on their faces but disgust in their hearts.
If Jiang Longcheng hadn't been Mu Wuji's nephew, how could he, a bereaved dog, an orphan of his family, and a remnant of the Jiang family, be able to sit calmly in the city lord's mansion?
It had been killed long ago.
Jiang Yao was sitting in the guest seat, feeling proud and carefree.
This young man did not hold a snake staff today, but he still shook his feather fan. He pointed at a roasted sturgeon and said as if no one was watching:
"What a fish, what a fish. Anyone who sees it will know it is a ginger sturgeon!"
"Oh, it's a pity, it's a pity. It was originally a fish in Jiang water, but it was used to entertain the masters of the Jiang family."
As soon as this pun came out, everyone's smiles became a little stiff.
Captain Guan said calmly: "Ginger sturgeons have grown naturally since ancient times. Before ginger water was called ginger water, was there no lingcod in the lake?"
Everyone smiled coldly.
This Jiang Longcheng is a master of martial arts at such a young age. He is handsome and elegant, and he is a great genius. However, his demeanor is very frivolous and flamboyant, and he does not seem to be a kind-hearted person.
Under the unfriendly eyes of everyone, Jiang Yao drank a glass of wine by herself, watched the singing and dancing at the banquet, and suddenly said: "They are all beauties, but compared with Lady Yong, they are only mediocre.
You are a vulgar fan, not worth mentioning."
Wan Ruoyan smiled sweetly, parted her red lips, and showed her teeth, "Young Master Longcheng, you are so polite. I am in the shape of a willow tree. It is not worth mentioning. How can I dare to praise you as a master? I am really happy and ashamed."
His words were shy and timid, as if he was happy but also sad.
It’s clearly: I’ll accept your teasing.
He is really a charming leader who absorbs souls and a beauty thief who steals hearts.
Jiang Yao chuckled.
Is Wan Ruoyan beautiful?
pretty.
Only a blind person cannot see her beauty.
But compared with Zhen Jiubing and Li Xi, she is another level behind.
Not to mention compared to Ni Ni.
"I have never seen a woman more beautiful than Madam Yong. She is simply a fairy from another world, and she does not like the fireworks of this world."
Jiang Yao raised his glass and said, then he tapped the cup and plate with his chopsticks and sang a poem by Li Yannian of the Han Dynasty:
"There is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent. Once you look at the charming city, you will look at the charming country. It is better not to know the city and the country, because it is difficult to find a beautiful woman again."
The young man's singing voice is clear, moving, and full of emotions. He actually sings with the unruly and unruly aura of a young man from the end of the world and a tired-eyed scholar.