C210 Trash
C210 Trash
"No matter who you are! You will regret beating Miss Gao! "
"I know your name is Jiang Xiaobai. You have been in the limelight lately, but there's always someone stronger than you. If you offend Miss Gao, you're finished!" Why aren't you kneeling down and apologizing? "Ahhh!"
"Jiang Xiaobai!" Do you really think you're invincible? "Let me tell you, no one can save you today!"
"Jiang Xiaobai, very soon, you'll know despair!?"
… ….
It was just for this one second.
Jiang Xiaobai's phone kept ringing. Phone calls, text messages, etc. They all shot at him like a cannonball.
Jiang Xiaobai didn't need to look to know that it was Wang family and other people related to him who were worried and reminded him. It was obvious that Wang family and the others had all received the message or orders from Shang Jing's Gao family, but Wang family and the rest of the people did not come over.
Jiang Xiaobai still stood there. From the beginning to the end, his expression didn't change at all.
The atmosphere had always been extremely solemn.
The air seemed to have been frozen.
Suddenly.
"Get out of the way!" Get out of the way! " Outside of the sea of people at the Hess and Jewelry Store, another explosive shout filled with energy sounded like thunder.
Immediately.
The faces of the surrounding people all changed drastically. They didn't even dare to breathe loudly as they quickly spread to the side.
At the same time.
He could clearly see that there were a total of forty to fifty people lined up in a line. Under the lead of a young man in his thirties, they appeared in front of Jiang Xiaobai.
Everyone was as straight as a pine tree stump.
They were all Martial Cultivator!
Every single one of them was covered with a terrifying, tyrannical, and unparalleled aura. They were like a huge mountain, and even if they didn't do anything, it would be hard for anyone to breathe.
Moreover, all of them held daggers of the same standard in their hands!
The short sword was silvery-white in color. It was two feet long and half an inch wide. It flickered with a dazzling cold light. Merely looking at it would cause one's scalp to go numb.
What was even more frightening was that not a single one of these forty to fifty people's faces were intact. They were all nearly disfigured.
Each of their faces was covered in numerous knife marks and sword marks, making them look like devils.
Terrifying!
Too terrifying!
The surrounding onlookers began to tremble, even covering their mouths. There were even some who felt small enough to not be able to stand properly.
Even if ordinary people did not know what a Martial Cultivator was, they would still be able to feel the aura that was pressing down on them, to the point that their hearts were about to explode.
None of the forty to fifty people standing in front of him could be called human. Each of them was a tiger, a wolf, and a lion!
Each one of them seemed capable of eating people.
"Miss!" Moments later, the leader of the forty to fifty people suddenly looked towards Gao Tinemeng and respectfully shouted, "Miss!" It was all too late! "Young mistress, please punish me!"
"Young mistress, please punish me!" Following the loud shout of the youth, the other forty to fifty people also shouted.
The sound was like thunder, terrifying and deafening, causing the entire World Trade Center to tremble. It made all the onlookers cover their ears, as if their eardrums were rupturing.
"Little bastard, continue being so arrogant if you dare!?" Gao Tinemeng nodded her head at first, then she raised her hand and pointed at Jiang Xiaobai, pausing after each word.
Jiang Xiaobai didn't say anything.
Everyone on the scene looked at Jiang Xiaobai pitifully. Everyone could feel Jiang Xiaobai's despair. If it was them, if they were in his shoes, they wouldn't be able to say a word! He must have been scared to the point that he peed his pants.
In comparison, this twenty-something year old youth was still standing there. He was already quite courageous.
"Little bastard, are you f * * king mute? Don't you have balls? Arrogant! "No matter how f * cking arrogant he is!" Seeing that Jiang Xiaobai did not say a word, Gao Tinemeng became even more pleased with herself. She almost spat on Jiang Xiaobai's face. She raised her hand and pointed at Jiang Xiaobai, raising her head high.
That second.
Suddenly.
Pow …
A crisp slap sounded out like a clap of thunder.
Jiang Xiaobai, he actually... To think that... Unexpectedly, he slapped Gao Tinemeng again, in front of more than half of the big shots in the Silver Sea City, and in front of those forty to fifty Martial Cultivator s who were holding short swords, he gave Gao Tinemeng another solid slap.
This time, Gao Tinemeng stumbled and fell. Half of her swollen face was about to be smashed to smithereens.
"Does this count as continuing to be arrogant?" In the dead silence, Jiang Xiaobai asked.
"Go!" Kill them all! I want him dead without a burial ground! " In the next moment, Gao Tinemeng seemed to have gone insane as she screamed with disheveled hair.
Immediately.
The forty odd Martial Cultivator with short swords all moved.
One by one, they walked with vigorous steps, with the addition of their movement techniques. As they took a side turn, forty to fifty people surrounded Jiang Xiaobai in the span of a breath.
Moreover, everyone raised their hands. The short swords were sharp, piercing, and they flickered with a silver white light filled with killing intent as they aimed at Jiang Xiaobai's neck, heart, and other fatal spots.
Looking at it from afar, it felt as if one's scalp was going to explode.
"Kill!" Moments later, the leader, a young man in his thirties, suddenly shouted.
In the blink of an eye, 40 to 50 people moved at the same time, and they were like fierce tigers that had just left their cages as they moved like dragons.
Some were uppercut, some were uppercut, some were thrust forward, some were deep stabs, some were roundabout, and some were shallow cuts …
The sword light surrounded Jiang Xiaobai as killing intent filled the air. It was like a cage, enveloping Jiang Xiaobai's location.
In front of the Hess Jewelry Store, the air seemed to have frozen over in an instant.
Those people who were watching from afar all backed off with pale faces.
And the strongest warriors and bodyguards that Zhu Fengming, Wei Rushan, and the other elders of Silver Sea City had brought over, all had their expressions change greatly at this moment. They were shocked beyond belief, terrified by the terror of those forty to fifty Martial Cultivator s.
Too strong!
Just the aura alone was enough to scare them to the point that their hearts almost stopped beating.
Zhu Fengming, Wei Rushan and the rest were all drenched in cold sweat, rejoicing in their hearts. Luckily, after receiving the order from Shang Jing's Gao family, they did not hesitate and directly came over.
Regardless of whether or not he helped the little princess or not, at the very least, their Gao family would not cause any trouble for them.
His Gao family was truly too strong, too strong, too strong … Unimaginable power.
For instance, among the forty to fifty people in front of them, which one of them didn't instantly kill the bodyguards and bodyguards behind them?
Of these forty to fifty people, Zhu Fengming and Wei Rushan were very clear that they could only be considered a small part of Shang Jing's hanger-ons. Moreover, they were not qualified enough to be considered the hanger-ons of the big cities in China.
One had to know that Shang Jing was not very close to the Silver Sea City. Even the fastest private jet would take at least two hours to reach there.
"Jiang Xiaobai, do you think you're very strong and arrogant to the point that you don't know why? So, today you have to die here. Who can you blame? This world is bigger than you think, and there are more strong people than you think … " Zhu Fengming took a deep breath and muttered to himself.
From his point of view, Jiang Xiaobai was already dead. He was torn to pieces by those 50 terrifying sword lights.
However.
Is that really the case?
"A bunch of trash!" Suddenly, Jiang Xiaobai's mocking and disdainful voice rang out.
At the same time, it was clearly seen that Jiang Xiaobai had disappeared like a magician through magic. The 40 to 50 sword lights lost their target instantly.
Jiang Xiaobai was a ghost, and like Tian Suo, he was unable to be captured. Holding the Broken Xuan in his hand, he suddenly increased his speed, and with an explosive burst of speed, rushed to the leader of the forty to fifty Martial Cultivator, who was the young man in his thirties.
In the same second, the young man's pupils widened abruptly. It was as if his entire person was frozen, and he felt a sense of extreme danger.
He was at the middle stage of the Profound Level, and his combat strength was slightly higher than his realm.
But the person he was facing was Jiang Xiaobai!
In the blink of an eye.
"Pfft …" When the Broken Xuan Sword entered his body, that young man did not even see the shadow of the Broken Xuan Sword.
The young man wanted to scream and retreat, but at that moment, Jiang Xiaobai smiled coldly and suddenly appeared clearly in front of the young man.
Jiang Xiaobai slightly moved his wrist.
Crack!
The Broken Xuan Sword spun inside the young man's shoulder.