Star Luo City.

Now that it is late autumn, the sun is high in the sky at noon, still giving passers-by a chill, and most people have begun to wear two clothes to protect themselves from the cold.

On the bluestone road that can accommodate four carriages in parallel, a team belonging to the Sky Bombing Gang, all dressed in pitch-black robes and wearing demon masks on their faces, are running on the road in a hurry.

In addition, people from the Sky Bombing Gang can be seen everywhere in Star Luo City.

Killing people and raiding homes seems very simple, but after it is implemented, large and small wars will inevitably break out.

Although in the An family's mansion, Yang Ming killed all the masterminds in one go, but after all, these noble and wealthy families are all flourishing big families, and they are deeply aware of the truth of the three caves of the cunning rabbit, scattering their clansmen all over the place, and dividing the property under their names, if Yang Ming alone is alone, it is absolutely impossible to complete this kind of work in a short time, and it is easy for the suspect to escape from the Star Luo Empire.

But with a thoughtful plan, crushing absolute strength, and sufficient manpower, the slight turmoil that had just emerged in various places was quickly extinguished by the Bombing Gang, except for stirring up some waves, it failed to hurt the waist bone of the Bombing Gang.

Hatred of the rich is a kind of sociological psychology, and it is also an instinctive hatred of the people at the bottom for those in power who are in power.

Even in the Star Luo Empire, the gap between the rich and the poor is inevitable, and because of the existence of the unique profession of soul master, the aristocratic families who account for only 20% of the entire empire have more than 80% of the wealth they have.

It is precisely because of this that for Yang Ming's actions of fighting local tyrants within the empire, except for those with vested interests, most of the common people applaud, and their recognition of Yang Ming is rising.

Perhaps, this is also a bonus.

In the Star Luo Palace, Yang Ming sat in an office chair and looked at the information on hand about those families who had raided the family and wiped out their mouths.

It's okay not to look at it, but at a glance, even Yang Ming couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

The wealth looted alone is as high as 3 billion gold soul coins!

If you add Silver Soul Coins and Bronze Soul Coins, this is even more of a huge amount!

Maybe everyone is not too sensitive to these numbers, a golden soul coin is the size of a finger, and 3 billion gold soul coins are just put together, and the area is spread out, comparable to a mountain!

In addition, for an ordinary family, the total family expenditure for a year is only 200 gold soul coins, and 3 billion gold soul coins are enough for 150 million ordinary families to live carefree for a year, and the entire Star Luo Empire has only two or three hundred million people, which is equivalent to this money that can allow the people of this country to live for a year without any income.

Rich and rivaled!

This is a country that is truly rich and unbeatable!

This is just the Golden Soul Coin as working capital, if you add the real estate, real estate, manor, slaves, items and other things in the names of these aristocratic and wealthy families, I am afraid that this number can be doubled again!

"Murder and arson gold belts, build bridges and repair roads without corpses, the ancients will not deceive me!"

Yang Ming closed the information, and felt a little emotion in his heart, no wonder all dynasties, whenever there is a change of dynasty, everyone likes to fight local tyrants and divide the land so much, it is not unreasonable.

With this information in their hands alone, these aristocratic families control the economic lifeline of the entire empire, which is simply shocking.

Zhu Zhuqing stood behind Yang Ming, his ten fingers that did not touch the spring water fell on Yang Ming's shoulder, gently kneading him to help him relieve pressure.

Zhu Zhuqing is also a level 59 soul king, not as weak as he seems, and the force exerted on his fingers is both rigid and soft, which is very comfortable for Yang Ming to knead.

Hearing Yang Ming's emotion, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes lit up and said:

"Yang Ming, what are you going to do with this money?"

Yang Ming put one hand on the back of Zhu Zhuqing's beautiful hand, and the soft and boneless touch came to his heart.

He tilted his head sideways and smiled:

"What, you have an idea about this money?"

The little girl was young and had never experienced personnel, so she wanted to break free from Yang Ming's hands, but she was firmly grasped by his hand like a vice, and she couldn't move, so she stomped her feet on the spot in a hurry, and said coquettishly:

"Yang Ming, you are about to let go of others."

Although Yang Ming is still a bit of a straight man, he has already discovered that women are usually creatures with different hearts and mouths after coming into contact with so many women.

Therefore, instead of letting go of Zhu Zhuqing's hand, Yang Ming pulled it hard in his hand, Zhu Zhuqing lost her balance under her feet, and her center of gravity tilted forward, causing her upper body to fall forward, which happened to be caught by Yang Ming with a solid chest.

Yang Ming's other hand was not idle, and he grabbed Zhu Zhuqing's back waist, and in Zhu Zhuqing's ashamed exclamation, Yang Ming took Zhu Zhuqing into his arms and let her sit on his legs.

Suddenly, the sitting posture between the two people seemed very ambiguous.

Even, because Zhu Zhuqing was too well developed, a pair of murder weapons were still tightly attached to Yang Ming's chest, accompanied by Zhu Zhuqing's fierce emotions of shame and annoyance, a pair of murder weapons bumped up and down, and they actually rubbed out bursts of electricity to stimulate Zhu Zhuqing, making her original action of wanting to stand up stagnant, and her legs were a little weak.

Yang Ming took this opportunity and leaned over with a face.

Yang Ming's body was full of male breath wrapped around Zhu Zhuqing, making the female hormone in her body secrete rapidly, her heartbeat accelerated indisputably, puffing and beating, and unconsciously Xia Fei's cheeks, even if she didn't apply powder, with no makeup, she didn't know how many times better than those vulgar fans, and Yang Ming's index finger moved.

"Zhuqing, I will give you all this money as a bride price for marrying you."

"This, this, this ......" Zhu Zhuqing was cold and silent on weekdays, but at this moment, under the chaos of his heart, he lost his sense of proportion, and even stammered a little when he spoke, but he still barely stabilized his mind and said, "Yang Ming, you give too much......"

Zhu Zhuqing wanted to say something, but at the moment of beauty, Yang Ming couldn't hold it back.

What's more, after this period of getting along, the relationship between the two has been so good that only the last layer of membrane has not been pierced.

Therefore, Yang Ming was unusually bold and pasted it on Zhu Zhuqing's lips.

"Hmm! Not...... Not...... Not! ”

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes widened, and the snake's waist twisted left and right, trying to break free from Yang Ming's clutches.

But after the in-depth communication between the two, Zhu Zhuqing gradually relaxed his nervous emotions, reacted to his body, and changed from the original resistance to the active welcome, which was even hotter than Yang Ming imagined.

The sun is gradually setting outside, and the sound of the house is gradually increasing.

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