Doomsday Pavilion

She wears a large-sleeved ceremonial robe and a hairpin crown shaped like a phoenix bird, just like an ancient beauty walked out of calligraphy and painting.

Jiang Ziwei stepped forward and said loudly, "Today, my Jiang family has something to announce."

In the crowd, Jiang Zhengyang clenched his fists, his eyebrows drooped, and the cold eyes that no one could see scratched the ground.

Is this day coming after all?

My hard work, my performance, my excellence, can you all sit back and ignore it, just because I, Jiang Zhengyang, is a mutant rather than an evolutionary?

Jiang Zhengyang's hand took out a black communicator from his pocket. At this time, another pair of thick palms were pressed on his shoulders, "Young master, move forward, and then it is the best strategy."

Jiang Zhengyang and Song Ye looked at each other for a long time, and finally put down the communicator, revealing a bitter smile, "I am reckless."

Song Ye hid his hands in his wide sleeves, "look down."

At this time, Jiang Zihua retreated behind Jiang Nv. Jiang Nv smiled slightly and showed her manners. "The young girl, Jiang Mingzhu, officially announced here today that Jiang’s family will provide unlimited corn and powdered meat to Xiacheng from now on. The price is. ...One circulation point, per catty."

Yep?

Jiang Zhengyang was taken aback for a moment, his eyes narrowed slightly. Although he still hadn't been notified, at least he was not going to announce what he was worried about. There was still a chance.

There was sparse applause among everyone present,

"President Jiang Renyi!"

"God has the virtue of living well."

Is it such a solemn announcement of the trivial things like selling rat meat and corn that can’t eat enough?

Lao Tzu's house is also selling, there is a notice to help the poor!

But the person who really thought of the deeper meaning took a breath.

Is this serious?Not big, but too big!

Aside from the Shangcheng District and the outer city, 90% of the poor in Mingguang gathered in the narrow and cramped alleys of the Xiacheng District. It can be said that since the dawn of Mingguang, the millions of mouths in Xiacheng have not really eaten enough. .

Take the occurrence committee as an example. The tax collected every year is like a surging river, and most of it is invested in the construction of the Xiacheng District and the New Dawn Project. Even so, it is not worthwhile to find an alley in Xiacheng District and starve to death every day. All the fuss.

Unlimited supply of corn and mouse meat?The Jiang family has a big tone!

They want to feed tens of millions of people with the power of a clan?

It's really slippery.

However... if the Jiang family really does this, there is no need for unlimited supply, as long as half of the people's appetite can be satisfied every day, within two months, the Jiang family will definitely be a Buddha.

It’s hard to stop people from doubting that Jiang’s family and the Development Committee have come together. Otherwise, who would do such a thankless business?

"Wow."

"boom!"

At this moment, the huge citrine floor-to-ceiling windows of the villa shattered, and a wooden pile with a diameter of at least ten meters and a height of fifteen meters smashed the wall and got stuck in it.

Through the broken windows, it can be seen that several such huge wooden piles all fell from the sky, and with a heavy wind, they directly collapsed the main building of the Jiang family's old house.

"Kill!!"

The top of the wooden stake stuck in the wall of the window suddenly exploded, and dozens of people in black armed with sharp blades and short cannons swarmed out.

"Click."

A source crystal barrel with the thickness of an adult's arm rang softly, spouting a string of flames, and the ground in the center of the villa exploded, and the blast blew the crowd into a gourd.

Jiang Zhengyang was also among them, and it happened that a black communicator was thrown out of his pocket.

"Do not!!"

Jiang Zhengyang's eyes were cracked.

"Click."

The black communicator fell to pieces, smashed to pieces, and was then swallowed by the flames of the source crystal bomb.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"

The loud noise that shook the mountain four times in a row made the man in black startled.

"God will help me wait and kill me!!"

After saying this, the leader in black found himself flying, no, his head was spinning up.

Wei Tianxing's stout body stood on the wooden stakes of the East House villa, and the rebels who rushed out of it had not understood what was going on, and lost their lives forever.

The rebels in the other big stakes were silently killed by the swift evolutionists on the spot-even if a fully armed ordinary person is in front of an evolutionary person, it is no more difficult to deal with than a chicken.

After all the calculations, the biggest noise was Jiang Nu's side. Only the Yuanjing short cannon in the Dongfang Villa had the opportunity to ignite...

...

A lady in a white, low-cut evening dress stood up a little embarrassed, and hurriedly took out the small mirror in her bag, "Oh, oh, it's really annoying, people's makeup is all spent."

Carefully put on makeup.

Jiang Ziwei said loudly, "Everyone is frightened, let's change the place and the dinner will begin soon."

The people talked and laughed and gathered in the courtyard.

afraid?

A joke, everyone who is a little bit related knows who has come to Miss Jiang’s coming-of-age ceremony today, Leng Han Leng Tyrannosaurus, Master Wei Tian Xingwei, Vice Dean of Scientific Research Institute, Wei Mo Matchmaker, don’t say anything. The security measures around them, just a fifth-order Guardian Tianxing, are invincible in the base city.

What's more, the Jiang family has already informed everyone that the coming-of-age ceremony may be disrupted by the remnants of the party and everyone is prepared...

It would be a big joke if this is still killed by the rebels who have been messing up in the base city as usual.

Although everyone was a little embarrassed by the accidental launch of the Source Crystal Cannon, this did not hinder their enthusiasm.

such as,

"I felt the 132nd time my old lady personally felt the attack of the rebellious party-not worth mentioning."

"It took 23 seconds to eliminate the rebel party..."

All of these are good talks after dinner.

Sikong covered his nose and mouth to prevent the soot from Yuanjing Cannon from hitting his precious lungs, "Haha, it's interesting."

Lin Chou is simply inexplicable, this TM is the rebellious party that has been in the base city for several years??

Why is it so low....

Sikong said:

"These are ordinary people who have been brainwashed by the rebellious party. Almost people in Shangcheng District have experienced such an outburst... Well, but this time they were more creative, and they were cast in tree trunks... .Where did they get the catapult?"

"This kind of attack, in addition to smashing some houses and throwing down the corpses of the rebels, is there any point in it being painless? It's better to drop a source crystal bomb directly, which is more realistic."

"I always feel that betraying the party is not that simple. At least Al Qaeda has not caught any major rebels of the party. As for this...I can't figure it out, maybe the rebel just wants to declare his existence? "

Not far away, the main building of the Jiang family’s old house had been completely destroyed by four consecutive explosions, turned into a sea of ​​flames, and was burning.

On the other side, under the huge banyan tree, the red carpet was paved and the banquet was about to begin.