She has always been very entangled, Jiang Ming killed her grandfather and brother. But he had just come to pick him up in person.

It turned out to be all a lie to her!

As a result, she got nothing.

All the white eyes and cold treatment she has suffered now are all given to her by Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming, you forced me, you forced me.

Lin Silai held back tears and returned to the Lin family.

She knew that all the property of the Lin family was in Jiang Ming's hands, and she couldn't use it......

She gritted her teeth and no longer hesitated, and directly contacted the Western Evil Alliance.

"Kill Mr. Jiang Ming, I heard that he is a new martial saint powerhouse in the East. From the opposite side came the voice of a Western man.

"I can pay $10 million upfront for this deposit. Lin Silai said coldly, she paused and added, "After the matter is completed, I can give the final payment of 500 million US dollars." ”

Five billion dollars!

The Western man on the opposite side gasped. It's definitely a number that appeals to them. "Pretty Miss Oriental, are you sure?"

Lin Silai's pocket money in his hand is 10 million US dollars, and the remaining 500 million is absolutely out of his huge Lin family's business.

Lin Silai said coldly: "As long as you can kill him, I can afford it!"

"Okay! Within three days, we'll send the Guild's top god-killers. Please have the balance ready. ”

The Western Evil Alliance is a magical group of killer mercenaries who only look at money.

The higher the price, the higher the level of the killers they send.

And for the martial saints and powerhouses in countries around the world, the price is also clearly marked.

The S-level superpowers of the United States with extraordinary high-tech lethal weapons start at $150 million, the top superpowers in Europe start at $100 million, and the declining Oriental powerhouses, to be precise, the Huaxia Martial Saint powerhouses start at $80 million.

Of course, there is also a blacklist above the evil alliance, and the people on this blacklist will not be executed no matter how high the price is.

Obviously, this Mr. Huaxia named MingJiang is not on the blacklist. In other words, none of the declining Huaxia can be on the blacklist of their alliance.

This Miss Lin said that 500 million US dollars can definitely deter the entire evil alliance, so that they have to pay attention to it.

They were not afraid that the young lady would not pay the final payment after doing so, because someone did not pay the final payment back then, and the whole family was slaughtered to death. The name of the Western Evil Alliance shocked the world.

After Lin Silai stopped talking, he covered his heart with his hand and muttered, "Jiang Ming, don't blame me......"

Suddenly, a smile gradually appeared on her lips, and the smile became more and more crazy: "Maybe if you die, I will die too......"

Since all my misfortunes are caused by you, let's go together.

Jiang Ming sneezed several times in a row, always feeling that someone was scolding him behind his back.

In the past few days, McGurner contacted him again and told him that "Uncle Tom's Cabin" has become popular in the United States, and he has caused quite a stir among blacks, and even the president of the United States seems to have read the book.

Countless people are saying that this Mr.J must be a black man, otherwise he would not have kept a low profile to hide his identity.

He may receive invitations and interviews from the United States.

Jiang Ming didn't care very much, just dealt with it casually.

The Leng family is a famous family and a traditional scholarly family, no matter how much Jiang Ming has achieved in martial arts, he will not dare to be abrupt.

Jiang Ming himself wrote a letter of worship by himself, and the next afternoon he received an invitation to Leng's house, inviting him to have tea in the afternoon of the day after tomorrow.

Jiang Ming sighed twice, the rules of the Leng family are really not ordinary.

Jiang Ming looked at his left arm and put another elixir on it, but it still hurt faintly, and after seeing Senior Sister Leng, he had to find a way to treat his wound first.

Jiang Ming changed into clean and tidy clothes, and set off from the Lin family to the Leng family with the prayer post.

Jiang Ming took a few steps, his steps paused slightly, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

came to Lin's house and handed the prayer note in.

The Leng family is really antique, the brown-red wooden building has a history of 100 years at a glance, and there is a towering tree that needs to be hugged by more than a dozen people in the garden, because it is the spring garden in which the birds sing and the flowers are fragrant, like a fairyland on earth.

"Mr. Jiang, please come here. ”

Entering the living room, Jiang Ming saw a white-haired old man in a Tang costume sitting on the main seat, and a man sitting on the left. Ages range from middle-aged to young people in their twenties.

He only knows one person here, and he sits at the back of Leng Zijian!

I heard that it is the youngest son of the old man, and he is an uncle who is as cold as frost.

Jiang Ming secretly said to himself, what is this battle for?

As soon as Leng Zijian saw Jiang Ming come in, he let out a disdainful cold snort from his nose: "Mr. Jiang, welcome to the cold house." ”

Everyone looked at Jiang Ming and was secretly disappointed in their hearts.

It's just a little better, and there doesn't seem to be anything else good.

After Jiang Ming sat down, he heard one of the chubby middle-aged men ask, "I heard that you have been writing a book with Song Wenbo, the editor of "Zhiya", why haven't you heard about your book recently?"

I haven't heard of it for more than a year.

Jiang Ming replied: "Yes, I am writing, and I only published one a year ago." ”

Several people glanced at each other, why didn't they find out?

Leng Zijian pouted and smiled: "Could it be that it came out, but it didn't make a splash in the literary world at all?"

Jiang Ming looked at Leng Zijian expressionlessly.

He suddenly regretted touching them the memory of his defeat of Lin Tai'an in the Lin family's Xiaofeng Mountain that night.

If he remembers, I wonder if he dares to talk to him like this?

Another person added: "I have checked your records in the Chinese Department of Jingcheng University, but you only studied in a moderate manner, and you have no achievements in literature." ”

The Chinese Department of Jingcheng University is the best Chinese major in China, and those who can get into it are talents. There are many books and linguists.

This Jiang Ming doesn't seem to have any light.

Jiang Ming: "......"

Jiang Ming took a deep breath and said, "Old Man Leng, I'm here to see Senior Sister Leng this time." ”

Leng Zijian sneered: "Do you still know to come and see, my niece almost lost her life because of you!"

The events of that night are in a trance, and I can't remember them clearly when I think about it deeply.

Jiang Ming's eyes sank and stared at Leng Zijian tightly, and Leng Zijian suddenly shook involuntarily, like an instinctive reaction of his body.

The cold old man, who had been quiet, saw it in his eyes, and suddenly spoke: "Xiao Jiang, since you are here to visit Rushuang, then you can go." But Grandpa Leng, I also want to tell you something. ”

Old man Leng said: "Rushuang is the most painful child in our Leng family, she has been addicted to poetry and books since she was a child, which is different from you. Don't delay her. ”

Old Man Leng could see that this Jiang Ming was not all about the literary world, and maybe he was busy with other things in private.

He had also heard a little about the Lin family, and it seemed that he was holding a 20th birthday banquet for this child that day, right? Lin Lao's death must have something to do with this Jiang Ming.

It's not that he looks down on things outside the literary world, but that people who are dual-minded can't achieve anything.

Jiang Ming understood very clearly, and he asked with a smile: "Then I don't know what kind of person can get into Grandpa Leng's eyes?"

The crowd looked.

Leng Zijian said with a smile: "I have the ability to win the Nobel Prize in Literature in the literary world. ”

Leng Zijian's face was slightly red after speaking, and no one from their self-proclaimed scholarly family won the Nobel Prize. He was afraid of Jiang Ming's gag of his mouth, so he hurriedly said: "At least there is a place in global literature, and it is okay for half of Mr.J, who has been in the limelight recently." ”

Jiang Ming glanced at Leng Zijian like an idiot.

"Xiao Chen, take Xiao Jiang to see Rushuang. "Old man Leng instructed a servant.

Jiang Ming took the gift he bought and went to find Leng Rushuang.

As soon as Jiang Ming left, several uncles who were as cold as frost shook their heads one after another: "It doesn't seem that he has much ability." ”

"Rushuang is also too young, and she was bluffed by this young man. When the fifth uncle introduced her to a few rookies in the literary world. Another uncle said.

Suddenly, a servant ran in quickly, panting and said, "Old man, someone outside is looking for you, saying that it is ...... He said that he was a reporter for Time Magazine in the United States!"

What?

Leng Zijian frowned: "Is it a liar?" ”

"They claimed to be here to interview Mr.J. ”

Leng Zijian: "......"

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