It seemed that he felt a little unpleasant, Jiang Ming exchanged a cloth bag from the system mall, and while Zhang Xiaoshan was not paying attention, he directly put it on his head and threw him into the crowd.

For a while, the two screamed continuously.

After Jiang Ming kicked a few times, he hurriedly returned to the place where he was originally sitting.

The eyes look at the nose, the nose looks at the heart, as if everything that happens here has nothing to do with them.

It wasn't until three hours later that the resentment that had been accumulated for many years by many strong people finally dissipated.

The old man of the Daomen who arrived first was a little confused when he watched the dust disperse, and suddenly there was an extra bag man.

Lift the bag and take a look.

"Good apprentice!"

"Oh my God, my good apprentice, who beat you like this!"

"Damn, tell the ancestor quickly, and the ancestor will avenge you!"

……

Lao Dao's eyes were full of tears, and his voice was extremely sad and angry.

JIANG Ming(; ＿)

When he set up Zhang Xiaoshan, this old way seemed to be seen clearly, but he obviously kicked harder than himself......

The relationship between the two grandparents is really simple.

Without thinking too much about Zhang Xiaoshan and Lao Dao, Jiang Ming coughed dryly.

"Junior Jiang Ming, I've seen ...... Ladies and gentlemen. ”

Jiang Ming got up and bowed with his fists clenched, his voice was respectful, and his attitude was very sufficient:

"The younger generation made a mistake first, and when they came to the imperial tomb to break the situation, it was completely for the purpose of writing a paper and joining the archaeological team, and they did not damage the imperial tomb in the slightest."

"In addition, this demon knife ...... Juniors are always willing to turn it in! ”

……

Jiang Ming took off the demon knife behind his back, and at the same time, he was also observing everyone's expressions.

Because it was triggered by the wall squeezing mechanism before, the mercury inside the imperial tomb has been largely isolated, and everyone is directly located through the technique of Qimen, relying on brute force to open the mountain.

Therefore, the toxic content of mercury here is not high.

Jiang Ming's own blood can be completely absorbed, and as for many strong people, they are not afraid at all.

"Are you from the Jiang family?"

At this time, the voice of the old man who beat Zhang Xiaoshan came out, and Jiang Ming shook his head slightly:

"Raojiang has relatives, I don't know much about the Jiang family."

"I see."

Everyone was stunned, and suddenly dozens of people smiled heartily and surrounded them with enthusiasm:

"Young man, I see that your bones are amazing, why don't you join me to trap the door?"

"Young man, my Medicine King Valley needs a talent like you!"

"Young man, my Zhuge family has removed Zhuge Wu's name, come to our Zhuge family to learn the two techniques of the Divine Machine!"

"Lad......"

……

Countless bigwigs have enthusiastically wooed and promised various benefits.

What mountains of gold and silver, surrounded by beautiful women, are trivial, as the benefits promised by all parties become more and more outrageous, there are even people behind who say that they want to open a green building for Jiang Ming alone!

This made Jiang Ming shake his head constantly.

I was very excited.

……

Surrounded by many ancestors, Jiang Ming was brought out like a star holding the moon.

Countless soldiers with sniper rifles and bazookas were waiting for the battle.

Outside the big hole that everyone forcibly opened, an old man with gray hair and a military uniform was already waiting.

"Yo, this is not old!"

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Lao Han, when will you go to my Li house to sit?"

"Hehe, Old Han, how are you thinking about my grandson's marriage to your granddaughter?"

……

【Ding】

[Military Special Character Opinion +20]

……

A mechanical voice came from his mind, and Jiang Ming fixed his eyes, it was an old man who looked kind, like the uncle next door.

And when Jiang Ming saw the flower girl next to the old man, he was stunned for a moment.

"Han Xiaoyue?"

Jiang Ming's breathing accelerated, and Han Xiaoyue, who was his fan sister, ran forward with excitement on her face!

"Brother Xiaoming!"

Han Xiaoyue's crying pear blossoms brought rain, but at this moment, she ran over with a smile and hugged Jiang Ming tightly!

"You...... This...... I ......"

This scene really stunned Jiang Ming.

But with Han Xiaoyue's explanation, Jiang Ming realized!

It turned out that Han Xiaoyue guessed her identity as early as when she was watching the live broadcast, so she began to beg her grandfather to save herself!

Jiang Ming never expected that this little fan girl who looks so well-behaved and lovely would have such a powerful grandfather!

Jiang Ming gasped!

I knew you had this relationship, what kind of tomb did I rob?

Jiang Ming was sad in his heart.

Frustrated.

Let's just bow down.

In the future, your grandfather will be my grandfather!

In the four years of college, Han Xiaoyue has been crazy about herself since she was fascinated by her world-like appearance in her freshman year!

But he was so obsessed with archaeology that he couldn't extricate himself, and he didn't find out that Han Xiaoyue was so charming for four years!

"Brother Xiao Ming, this is my grandfather, he saved you!"

Han Xiaoyue pulled Jiang Ming in front of the old man, Jiang Ming hugged his fists very respectfully, but he didn't expect that the old man suddenly smiled and said:

"Die, young man."

Jiang Ming tactically leaned back .jpg

……

Half an hour later, the conference room.

"Shocked, the military has joined forces with the Qimen Realm to kill the tomb robbers!"

"The military has responded to this Imperial Tomb riot, and the Qimen Realm is dealing with the corpse of the Imperial Tomb!"

"Follow-up reports, reporters are following up ......"

……

Looking at the report on the TV, Jiang Ming drank hot tea.

I was extremely moved.

(〃￣ω￣〃）ゞ

It has to be an uncle.

If it weren't for Han Xiaoyue's face, Jiang Ming couldn't wait to kneel down and knock him two on the spot!

This one-handed operation directly pressed the tomb robber to death, but he could rightfully join the archaeological team as an intern!

Invincible, okay?!

Jiang Ming had already prepared for the worst, but when he saw that the uncle's gaze at him was so kind, Jiang Ming was even more excited in his heart!

"Uncle, don't worry, I will treat Xiaoyue well!"

Jiang Ming stood up, replaced the wine with tea, and toasted a glass very respectfully.

"Brother Xiao Ming......"

Han Xiaoyue blushed suddenly and buried her head in silence.

The uncle's eyes were still gentle, and he looked at Jiang Ming with a smile:

"Young man, I can't help you in vain."

……

Time flies, half a year.

"Woo woo, brothers, it seems that the little brother is really gone!"

"It's been half a year, and the little brother has no news at all, the military has made it clear that the little brother has been killed on the spot, and the archaeological team is also silent, woo woo woo ......"

"Little brother, you died so miserably......"

……

Stick.

Tomb robber.

Tens of millions of people gathered in the bar, and the pictures of white cloth strips of the same color kept remembering......

It lasted for half a year.

In the past six months, many female fans have been heartbroken and sad.

Male fans use wine to drown their sorrows.

Almost everyone thinks that the tomb robber can really only live in memories this time......

Except for Xu Zhizhong.

And his colleagues, leaders, and...... His beloved principal.

"Damn, Jiang Ming, this kid looks like he has thick eyebrows and big eyes, why did he rob the tomb!"

"Say it's for the purpose of writing a thesis? Or the name of secondary development? Who believes it?! ”

"Damn, how did you teach students, Lao Tzu wants to deduct your salary!"

"Damn, it's been half a year since this was investigated, and you still don't want to stop!"

……

In the prison, a group of teachers led by Xu Zhizhong wailed in pain, and the grief in their hearts has lasted for half a year.

(End of chapter)