"Xiao Fengfeng, what do you think Jiang Wushang's purpose is? Is he really so kind for the sake of future generations?" Carol asked Ye Zhengfeng through a message.
Ye Zhengfeng narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I have some guesses, but I'm not sure."
"Oh, what guess?"
Ye Zhengfeng said: "This guy has perfected the Law of Flame Prison, and the other laws he has practiced have also reached the realm of the God King. Breaking through is easy for him, but he is also suppressing himself and not leaving. Obviously there is something more.
Big plot."
Carol sneered: "Isn't it just to make money? Who wouldn't be? After finally becoming the prison king, why don't you take the opportunity to make more gold and accumulate resources here to prepare for the future?"
Ye Zhengfeng said calmly: "Making money is undeniable, but I'm afraid his real purpose is not this. This person is an extremely strong person, and enlightenment is his only goal.
The perfection of the Law of Fire Hell seems to be the limit, but it is not the limit. Legend has it that some people can further understand the Law of Fire Hell, gain recognition from the plane, and control stronger divine power of the law, laying the foundation for enlightenment in the future. The possibility of his plot
it is this.
And our Flame Hell Kings are each in charge of their own areas, and he only has the responsibility to supervise and maintain order. Only on the day of killing can he disregard the rules and attack other Flame Hell Kings in the city."
"What do you think is his current strength? If all our power is consumed in this all-out war, is it possible for him to kill us and use our laws of perfection to further achieve himself?"
Carol was shocked when she heard this, and she suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: "You mean he wants to kill us, use our Perfect Flame Hell Law to fulfill himself and gain further recognition from the plane?"
Ye Zhengfeng said: "This is my guess, but I cannot rule out this possibility."
Carol said in a deep voice: "Your guesses often fail to come true, so we have to be careful about him."
"Well, be careful. If something goes wrong, please contact me."
"Hehe, Xiao Fengfeng, do you care about others so much? I'm so touched."
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The meeting ended not long after.
After the meeting, only the people from the City Lord's Mansion were left here.
Jiang Wushang stood at the entrance of the hall with his hands behind his back, looking at the blood-red distance, when a figure came behind him.
"Lord!"
This is a burly man, with his bare upper body covered with angular muscles and twelve-pack abs. His whole person exudes the evil aura of an ancient ferocious beast.
Leng Biao, the first general under Jiang Wushang, is also the King of Fire Prison and submits to Jiang Wushang.
"Leng Biao, you lead five thousand people to guard the exit of the First Level Flame Prison. You can't let anyone escape!"
Jiang Wushang said coldly.
"Yes, don't worry, even a firefly won't let him fly out." Leng Biao nodded, turned and left.
"If your corpse can become a future saint, then your life in this world will not be in vain. If you think you are not a gentleman, you are not a poisonous husband, no wonder I am so cruel!"
Jiang Wushang muttered to himself as he looked at the street outside, the fierce look in his eyes becoming extremely firm.
After Wang Ying returned, Li Xin immediately asked Wang Ying about the meeting. Wang Ying did not hide anything and told him everything.
Li Xin and others were also in disbelief: "This is an attempt to break out a full-scale war."
Wang Yan frowned and said: "I think what Jiang Wushang said is not unreasonable. There are indeed many people in the Flame Hell King who occupy the latrine and do nothing, and these people should be eliminated."
"But how can our District 12 survive in this kind of war? You don't have any cohesion." Li Xin hit directly.
"Everyone has his or her destiny, and those who survive are the strong ones. Why do I care whether they survive or not? I just need to protect you." Wang Yan said nonchalantly.
Li Xin smiled bitterly: "But how will we operate and make profits after the 12th District is defeated? Hey, I guess the resources in the 12th District cannot be saved."
What’s the biggest benefit of becoming the King of Hell? Of course it’s making money!
The Flame Hell Colosseum opens a casino and collects ticket fees. These are great wealth, and some mineral resources in the area are also controlled.
A Flame Hell King can easily control wealth that even a God King cannot obtain.
Power, status, strength, wealth!
These are all within easy reach.
That's why so many people flock to become the King of Fire Hell. After breaking through to the realm of the God King, you can also worship under the sect and gain protection from the great forces of the universe.
District 12 falling into the hands of Wang Zhen is indeed a waste of money. Letting Xiang Chen run it will definitely make a lot of money.
"As long as we have enough, we can't be too greedy. Taking money too seriously will affect the pace of our practice."
Wang Yan instead admonished.
"Fart, all the treasures in District 12 are worthless. Who dares to take them away from me and beat them to death! If you don't have money, what can you do in exchange for excellent resources? You can't listen to this stupid guy, listen to me from today on."
There was a curse outside the hall, and a handsome young man walked in.
"Owner!"
The two sisters, Hongyuan and Hongyin, were surprised and hurried over to greet them.
"Mr. Xiang, you are finally back. Please give this idiot some advice." Li Xin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person coming.
"Why are you back?" Wang Yan was also slightly surprised.
"If I don't come back, I will destroy District 12 by you."
Xiang Chen came in with his arms around the waists of the two maids Hongyuan and Hongyin and cursed, secretly sighing that the demon and the human were still good-looking.
Wang Yan snorted coldly: "District 12 belongs to me, and I am the King of Fire Hell here."
"Tch, you were beaten to death by Long Qian without me helping you find it. Okay, I'll be back, and everyone will follow my arrangements from now on."
Xiang Chen let go of the waists of the two maids, and naturally walked towards the royal seat where Wang Zhen was originally sitting, and sat down directly.
"Bastard, that's my position!" Wang Yan said angrily.
Li Xin also frowned slightly, what does Xiang Chen mean?
"Wang Zhen, how about making a bet?" Xiang Chen said with a smile while sitting on the throne with his legs crossed.
"What kind of bet are you making?" Wang Yan said with a cold face.
Xiang Chen smiled and said: "Look, you owe me a few favors and you can't afford to pay them back. So let's do this. I'll fight you. If you win, you don't have to pay back those favors. If you lose, you
You have to recognize me as your big brother and listen to me in everything from now on."
Wang Yan looked at Xiang Chen in disbelief when he heard this, pointed at him, then pointed at himself, and said with a smile: "Your head is damaged by drinking Kirin milk, you, fight me? Aren't you looking for abuse?"
"
Xiang Chen said with a smile: "You think I drink Sanlu and it can ruin your brain. I just ask you if you dare to fight or bet with me."
Wang Yan said disdainfully: "Son, after a few days at Qilin Island, you still played the harp, bet!"
Whoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Chen suddenly transformed into an extremely fast figure and rushed towards him, hitting Wang Zing with a palm...
