The World of Reincarnation Starts from the Apprenticeship of the Ninth Uncle

Compared with the slow and wrangling cabinet, this kind of lightning-fast speed and determination can be judged at a glance.

Not to mention, I have already passed the strict amount of life as a dog and a slave, and I can make choices without hesitation.

waiting, waiting...

Finally, a text message was sent from the mobile phone, and the content of the text message was: "Start."

Yan Jiliang couldn't help standing up, clenched his fists and cheered silently, and took out a sword from under the sofa with his palm.

After learning the "Nine Yin Manual" and swordsmanship, he is already eager to try it!

Starting today, the Rong family will become history!

Unscrewing the bedroom door, Yan Jiliang thought he would be more angry, but at this moment, he only felt that his heart was extraordinarily peaceful, even a little funny.

"Trash, what are you doing?" Rong Jiaojiao turned over and asked, "Aren't you going to get out?"

Yan Jiliang stepped forward with his sword in hand, and swung the sword out, piercing through her and the man's body.

Feeling happy and happy in my heart, I opened the curtains, the world was bright, opened the window, the green pines outside were green, the air was fresh, and the bloody smell inside the house was blown away.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Yan Jiliang let out a hearty laugh, laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten his back, and laughed so hard that tears flowed out.

After all these years of being low and young, with a single swing of the sword, my man's true colors are restored!

It's worth it, even if it fails completely this time, it's worth it!

I, Yan Dahai, am a man, a man!

Dudu!

The notification sounded on the phone, Yan Dahai picked up the phone and glanced at it.

"Go out and get on the red Huaxin aircraft."

Yan Dahai's heart suddenly became certain: Mi Luo arranged a way out for himself.

Of course, I also considered that I was on the side of the Rong family's inner courtyard, so I could only fight alone, and it was impossible to wipe out everyone in the Rong family alone.

Holding the sword and pushing the door out, Rong Jiaojiao's two bodyguards came oncoming.

"Huh? You—"

The two bodyguards smelled a trace of blood and saw Yan Dahai holding a sword. They were surprised and reached out to grab Yan Dahai.

Yan Dahai swung his sword lightly, passed the two bodyguards, beheaded them, then took out the pistols on their bodies, and put them on his waist.

"Grandpa, this is—"

The housekeepers of the villas of Yan Dahai and Rong Jiaojiao stood not far away, came over after hearing the sound, and asked in surprise.

Yan Dahai glanced at him indifferently, ignored him, and walked out directly.

The butler walked over the bodyguard's body and walked into the house blankly and puzzled.

A servant saw the bodies of the two bodyguards and screamed: "Ah, murder!"

Soon, the housekeeper ran out of the house, pointed at Yan Haihai's leaving back: "Catch him! He killed Miss Jiaojiao!"

The servants and security guards were in an uproar, rushing towards Yan Dahai like a flock of sheep, but they didn't dare to get too close.

Yan Dahai laughed, jumped over the wall, boarded a red Huaxin aircraft flying from the sky, and quickly disappeared in front of everyone.

Seeing the housekeepers, servants, and security guards below pointing and shouting, Yan Haihai looked away happily: These people used to treat themselves as nothing or speak sarcasticly, with little respect.

What now?

In a good mood, he even felt that the aircraft was extraordinarily beautiful, and the driver who drove the aircraft was extremely kind. "Brother, what's your name?"

"Old Wu." said the driver of the aircraft.

"From Jiangcheng?" Yan Dahai asked.

The driver was surprised: "What are you talking about... I am a registered permanent residence in the imperial capital, a local."

Then he said: "You are really powerful, dare to accept the mission of killing people in this kind of mansion? It was the house of Miss Rong Jiaojiao just now, right? How dare our group provoke such a big mountain as the Rong family?"

"Ok?"

Now it was Yan Dahai's turn to be puzzled.

Our group?What does this mean?

"What do you mean by our group?"

"Ah?" The driver exclaimed in surprise, "Aren't you from the group? Did I pick up the wrong person?"

Yan Dahai was even more baffled, thinking: Why isn't he from the Jiangcheng Reincarnation Department?Am I on the wrong aircraft?

"I have to verify it!" The driver turned on the communication and asked upwards.

After a few seconds, he looked at Yan Dahai: "Your name is..."

"Yan Dahai." Yan Dahai said.

Afterwards, the driver, Old Wu, hung up the communication: "That's right, you are indeed the one who picked up. Aren't you from our Zongtongtianxia Group?"