The Crazy Son-in-Law of the Female CEO

At the gate of Dongjiang Villa.

Jiang Yiran walked towards the interior of the villa with high morale along with a group of villain masters covered in blood.

Today's battle made Dongjiang Villa show its power. Don't you see, even the sect with a long history like Shenwumen was beheaded and killed by Dongjiang Villa, and dozens of people were besieged and killed? an elite disciple.

Although Jiang Yiran did most of all this alone, but as the owner of the villa, is there any difference between what he does and what the villa does?

"Fifth Brother! In this battle, have you discovered where the weakness of our Dongjiang Villa is?"

On the way back, Jiang Yiran casually asked Zhao Wu who was traveling with him.

Although it was a complete victory this time, Dongjiang Villa did not perform well.

Not to mention Locke, who just joined and hadn't had time to calm down, even the old man in Dongjiang Villa was obviously shaken under the influence of a few words from the enemy.

Zhao Wu pondered for a moment, then sighed secretly. He knew these problems, but the biggest reason for these problems was that Dongjiang Villa had been established for a short time and its foundation was too shallow, so it was impossible for the recruits to fully recognize the villa.

"Of course! I also know that our villa's sense of identity is indeed lacking, but for a while, I really can't find a good way. Do you have any ideas?"

Zhao Wu's words were sincerely asking for advice. Although Jiang Yiran didn't want to manage these mundane affairs, it was his own influence after all, so it was impossible for him to really ignore it.

This kind of force says it is useless, and it is really useless. For example, when facing absolute masters, they sneak in and kill them one by one. These third- and fourth-rank warriors like them can't even do a necessary counterattack. .

But if it is useful, it is really useful, just like today, because of the existence of Dongjiang Villa, Jiang Yiran will not have nowhere to place Shen Muyan, nor will he be alone against the siege of dozens of disciples of the God and Witch Sect .

After this battle, Jiang Yiran paid more and more attention to this newly established force, and he didn't mind spending a little more time on it.

"A sense of identity doesn't necessarily require time to develop! Having common interests and common enemies can increase their sense of identity!"

"Your next task is to find this common interest and enemy on the premise of continuously increasing the force of the masters of the villa!"

Jiang Yiran's suggestion was to feed sweet dates and take a big stick at the same time. It's not enough to just give benefits. There is no threat of life and death, and those recruited masters will eat and wait to die.

As for this enemy, it could be a force like the God and Witch Sect, or it could be other sect organizations. As long as they have a sense of urgency, and if they don't work hard, they will face the danger of death, that's fine.

"Then we have to think about it carefully, who is suitable to be our enemy..."

Just as they were talking, they were about to pass through the gate of the villa.

A black figure shot out from behind the stone lion at the gate of the villa.

This figure, as fast as lightning, came before the eyes even faster than the wind.

Jiang Yiran was also a little dazed by this sudden scene, he couldn't even imagine that there was an enemy expert lurking in the gate with so many people going in and out.

And judging by the appearance of the head of the Shenwu Sect just now, it doesn't seem like there is any backhand hidden?

It's not that the Chinese tallow tree is really unwilling to call a master to help it until it dies, right? How deep is the calculation?

That tallow tree doesn't seem like a conspirator who doesn't care about his own life and wants to make a fool of himself!
But the master in front of him is clearly a sixth-grade master who is not weaker than Sapium, and judging from his ambush position, he must have been in ambush there early. He watched the battle between Dongjiang Villa and Shenwumen all the time, but there was no movement at all. No.

Before the thoughts in his mind could be understood, this figure had already attacked with a thunder-like killing move.

I saw that the man in black didn't have any weapons, but instead had a palm that was blue-purple, and the palm swelled up to the size of two normal palms. First, a palm was printed on Jiang Yiran's chest.

This palm hit was real, and when it was printed on Jiang Yiran's chest, it was silent, and it was tightly attached to Jiang Yiran's body. Even the human emperor's overbearing body was instantly aroused. The shadow of the emperor flashed, but it became illusory in an instant.

Jiang Yiran didn't have time to make any defense at all, but the human emperor's overbearing body instinctively resisted, but he couldn't really counteract the impact of this palm force.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood was spurted out, followed by a mouthful of blue-purple poisonous blood. Jiang Yiran felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and instantly lost all power to resist.

Seeing that Jiang Yiran didn't make any resistance, the man in black laughed, but without hesitation, he slapped Jiang Yiran on the head again.

There was a whistling wind in this palm, and Jiang Yiran's scalp exploded, as if the god of death was coming, but he couldn't control his body to dodge any way, so he could only stare blankly at that palm and slapped it. come over.

Jiang Yiran, who knew he was going to die, felt great hatred, he still had too many things to do, and there were too many people who needed protection, so he must not just die like this!
In the blink of an eye, another figure rushed forward, barely blocking the killing blow, but the figure that rushed over immediately became bloody, as if a real person would be torn to pieces.

Jiang Yiran came back to his senses, looked at the figure who was rushing towards him, but it was Zhao Wu who was beside him, who blocked it recklessly, and received the slap firmly.

"Ah!...Damn it!..."

At this moment, Jiang Yiran was finally able to summon his true energy, suppressed the poison in his body, and roared loudly, looking at Zhao Wu who blocked the killing blow for him in front of him, feeling extremely sad in his heart.

For the sneak attacker who was still thinking of making another slap, he hated him so much that he wanted to eat his flesh and lay bare his skin. He looked at that person in a blink of an eye, the soul-suppressing eye was activated, and a darker light than before appeared, covering the black man. The action of the clothed man stopped immediately.

The man in black only felt that the world in front of him was blurred, and his soul seemed to be imprisoned by something. He wanted to make up his palm and kill Jiang Yiran, but no matter how much he urged his palm, he couldn't obey his orders. .

The man in black was terrified, knowing that this was Jiang Yiran's evil method, he quickly used his greatest willpower to restrain his mind, trying to get rid of the suppression of the soul-suppressing eye.

When he finally broke free and saw the picture in front of him clearly, he was even more horrified.

Because Jiang Yiran, at some point, had already taken out a black cane from the Moon Heart Ring, and was looking at him angrily...