If you are poor, you can use tactics to intersperse, if you are rich, you can cover it with firepower. At this time, Yang Ning fully embodies what it means to be rich.
Yang Ning currently has an astronomical number of points, not to mention the 700 million points he earned in the war between Qingyun Sect and Ziyun Sect and the 300 million points he recovered from the satellite.
Fighters are a huge number.
The value of a fighter jet is much higher than that of a transport aircraft. What's more, what Yang Ning exchanged is the top fighter jet, with a top speed of up to 4,200 kilometers per hour. Note that it is kilometers, not miles. A fighter jet of this level,
The cost of building one on the Earth side is ridiculously high, not to mention that his system is still a scam. The price of weapons on the Earth side will increase by several percent or even more than double when left in its mall.
Yang Ning used 80 million points to exchange for fighter jets. Now he still has 60 million points after recycling them. These points are used to redeem guide orders. The amount is enough to level the entire Yang family several times or even a dozen times.
Now he is exchanging dozens or hundreds of guide orders to bomb the Yang family's head's mansion. The scene is truly spectacular.
"After all, we are in the Xingxuan realm. Generally, bullets are not likely to threaten lives. Guided bullets are more reliable and less troublesome."
Yang Ning muttered and put away the forts all over the ground. Aunt Cui was shocked by this scene and trembled, saying tremblingly: "Ning'er, aren't you afraid of blowing up the head of the house?"
Yang Ning said nonchalantly: "He is lucky if he is killed by the explosion, and unlucky if he is not killed. It all depends on whether he lives or not."
Aunt Cui emphasized: "That's your father."
Yang Ning smiled and said: "He is not, and he is not worthy."
Aunt Cui was speechless and followed Yang Ning to the head of the family's mansion in a daze. She was limping when she walked. It was obvious that she hadn't come back to her senses yet. Hu Jiu'er became more playful at this time and imitated Cui.
Yang Ning limped gracefully, causing Aunt Cui to glare at her. It shrank its head, made a face at Aunt Cui, and jumped onto Yang Ning's shoulder, its furry red tail wrapped around it.
The boy's neck felt warm and comfortable.
Dozens and hundreds of guide sheets were used to wash the ground, and the family head's mansion had been bombarded into ruins. Yang Ning came to the ruins, holding a detector in his hand to detect traces of life under the ruins.
Not long after, his expression moved, and he kicked away the ruins on the ground. Countless rocks and stones shot out like cannonballs, almost piercing through the thick city wall.
Didi didi.
The detector's meter jumped regularly. Yang Ning looked at the man under the ruins and lifted him up with a smile. Not long after, he found Shi Ji, the daughter of the Shi family, on the other side of the ruins.
At this moment, these two people were not as high-spirited and energetic as before. They were all sluggish and covered in injuries. Among them, one of Shi Ji's legs was blown off by the guide sheet. The skin and flesh were not connected, and they flew to another corner.
That kind of.
As for Yang Zhen, although he did not end up with the same miserable end as Shi Ji, he was only good at superficial skills. Behind his back, his internal organs were hit by the shock wave of the guide. Not to mention being scrapped, his functions were greatly reduced, and so were his bones.
It was broken in various ways, and in some places the bones had pierced the skin and were exposed, and it was very bloody.
"Jiuer, get some water."
The little fox stumbled and brought a bucket of water. Yang Ning poured the bucket on the two of them. The cool and cold feeling woke them up. They were soaked and in a state of embarrassment. Then, there was a miserable scream.
When the sound rang out, Shi Ji, the daughter of the Shi family, hugged her right leg that was blown off and screamed in agony. Her face was twisted like a ghost, and she still had the charming look just now.
Yang Zhen spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes still full of confusion. Then, a childish face squeezed into his eyes: "Hey, wake up."
That face was so familiar, but the smile on that face seemed so unfamiliar at this moment. Yang Zhen looked at Yang Ning, pointed at him tremblingly, and kept trembling: "You...you...you
...You evil son...ah!"
As soon as the word "Nie Zi" came out, his fingers were pinched off by Yang Ning and pulled out of his palm fiercely. Blood spurted out and Yang Zhen rolled on the ground in pain.
"You little bitch, how dare you break my legs!"
Shi Ji finally figured out the cause of the matter. At this time, she dragged one leg and cursed bitterly. At the same time, she activated the spell regardless of her injury and was about to kill Yang Ning.
"How can you, a young child, have the right to interrupt a conversation between father and son?"
The young man raised his hand, and a semi-automatic sniper rifle appeared in an instant. He pulled the trigger four times in a row, and four bullets poured out, hitting Shi Ji's limbs and joints, directly killing her on the spot. She could not move and could only stare bitterly.
Yang Ning kept twitching.
"Nie Zhan, that is the daughter of the head of the Shi family, and she will be the future head of the Shi family. If you destroy her, you will become a complete enemy of the Shi family!"
Yang Zhen's finger was broken. He gasped in pain and trembled all over. He still managed to speak. Yang Ning came to him. The father and son were almost face to face. The young man smiled and said: "I dare to kill you, but why are you so afraid?"
Just a Shi family..."
Yang Zhen's pupils were dilated and his eyes were bloodshot. He raised his hand and slapped him. With this palm, he gathered all the power he could mobilize at the moment. The power was so strong that even those in the Qi Sea realm would not dare to resist.
This palm slapped Yang Ning's face firmly, and Yang Zhen was overjoyed. Based on his understanding of Yang Ning, Yang Ning, who was not a qigong practitioner, would definitely not be able to withstand this attack. He would definitely be beaten by him.
Slap it away or even directly swat it away on the head.
However, the scene he expected did not come. The palm that even the Qi Sea Realm dared not resist slapped on Yang Ning's face. It only made Yang Ning tilt his head, and even failed to knock him unconscious.
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Yang was shocked and horrified. He put his elbows on the ground and stepped back: "You... you... you... you are obviously not a Qi practitioner. You can't resist the power of my palm. This is not true. This is not true.
…”
Yang Ning twisted his neck, and his bones made a crackling sound. He rubbed his facial muscles, walked step by step, approached Yang Zhen, squatted down, and said indifferently: "Of course I am not a Qi practitioner. If I am a Qi practitioner,
, then I won’t be abandoned by you, it won’t cause my mother to die tragically, and it won’t cause me to be stoned too.
Slaughtered by a slut at home, my father, my biological father, for the sake of your own status, you abandoned your wife and children, married another woman, and let another woman kill you.
Your own wife and children are poisoned by tiger poison and they will not eat their own children. You are so cruel."
Click!
Boom!
A dark cloud shrouded the sky above the East City, and lightning and thunder crisscrossed loudly. Hu Jiuer stood not far away and looked at it. The little girl frowned and thought to herself: "It's strange. There is something wrong with the young master. He is such a jerk."
How could such an active person suddenly become so full of resentment and so gloomy?"