Chapter 13040 Are all the men in the Jiang family dead?

After that, Jiang Lianheng strode out of the meeting room, his back looked extremely firm and resolute.

He understood that this time, he would bet the fate of himself and the Jiang family on the Ji family. But now that things have come to this, he has no way out, and he can only give it a try to have a chance of survival.

On the way to the Ji family's residence, Jiang Lianheng felt mixed emotions. He was full of expectations and uneasiness about the upcoming negotiations, and full of worries and concerns about the future of the Jiang family.

But he knew that he could not fall down, because he was the head of the Jiang family and the spiritual pillar of everyone. He must be strong and brave, and he is willing to give everything for the glory and future of the Jiang family.

But at this time, the atmosphere of the Jiang family was like the end of the world, people were panicked, and the atmosphere of despair was everywhere.

Family members either fled in panic, trying to escape from this collapsing home; or unfortunately died, becoming innocent victims of this disaster. The once prosperous Jiang family is now like a wasteland swept by a strong wind, in a mess and in complete chaos.

Looking at this scene, even the most indifferent bystander can't help but sigh heavily: even the Jiang family, one of the seven major families in the East China Sea, can't escape the shackles of fate when facing such a powerful and cruel enemy like Ling Xiao, and is trapped in such a desperate situation.

In the hall, those Tongtian Realm masters who are usually high above are now like frightened birds, shrinking back. Their eyes are full of fear and helplessness, and they can only silently guard their powerful vitality, fearing that they will become the last victim.

Even if there are bursts of shrill screams from inside, we can only weakly endure the shock and peace in our hearts, grit our teeth, and dare not make any reckless moves. Because we know that at that critical moment, preserving strength and waiting for the opportunity is the only way to survive.

Jiang Zhan, the leader of the dark guards who was once able to compete with weaklings like Jin Yan and Ling Xiao, is now in an unprecedented predicament. My injuries have not yet healed, and every breath is accompanied by severe pain.

However, at that critical moment, a steady and weak voice suddenly sounded, shaking the old man's footsteps like thunder: "Stop!" This is Jiang Zhan, the leader of the dark guards of the Jiang family. Although my voice is hot, it reveals an unquestionable majesty.

"Asshole! How dare he respect your Jiang family so much!" An old man finally suppressed his anger and stood up with a roar. I am one of the seven generals of the Jiang family, a low-level Tongtian realm low-hand, but at this moment, I can only curl up in that small hall, watching my clansmen fall one by one, but I can't do anything.

"Oh? There is no woman in the Jiang family who dares to stand up. You really misunderstood me. You thought that there were only a group of strong women left outside." Ling Xiao's laughter was full of obvious teasing and contempt. My eyes were like sharp blades, passing through the bodies of the Jiang family members one by one, as if looking for the last person who could not be laughed at.

So, the entire Jiang family fell into a long wait. That kind of wait was full of fear and anxiety of death, as if every second was approaching this inevitable end. The hearts of the family members were full of despair and struggle. We knew when such a wait would begin, and we knew what our fate would be.

"Commander... Help... Help..." The desperate cry echoed in the empty small hall, with a hint of resignation and pleading, but it stopped abruptly. A dark guard covered in blood seemed to struggle from the edge of hell. My eyes were full of desire for life, but he failed to escape the shackles of fate after all.

My words were like sharp blades, cutting the hearts of the Jiang family members one by one. In the small hall, everyone's face instantly became extremely ugly, with no anger, no fear, and no deep despair.

A cold light flashed, and this sharp sword was like the sickle of the god of death, mercilessly cutting off the source of my life. My head rolled down, and blood splattered, staining the hot marble floor red, and also the hearts of everyone present.

The old man stopped and turned to look at Jiang Zhan, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was obviously very excited. I glared at Jiang Zhan, as if I wanted to pour out all my dissatisfaction and anger: "Why? Does he want you to watch your own people being killed and be indifferent?"

Even so, I still weakly supported my body, my eyes were like torches, staring at the back, as if ready to meet new challenges at any time. However, reason told me that I was no longer strong enough to fight again. I could only silently endure the torture of pain, and my heart was full of confidence and helplessness about the future of the family.

The humiliation and regret almost drove me crazy. My eyes were red, as if they were about to spit fire. I glared at Ling Xiao, and my voice was full of resentment and anger. However, no matter how angry I was, I could not change the situation behind me. I could only vent my anger.

Jiang Zhan's eyes were like torches, deep and hesitant. I looked back at the old man with passion, and said word by word: "He is also a young man. Can he still see that this guy is deliberately provoking me? If he rushes out now, it will only play into my hands. Come back and sit down, stay calm, I have been arrogant for a long time."

That kind of torment is just like a death row prisoner waiting for the moment of execution, which makes people want to die and unbearable. However, we have to persist, because only in this way can we not find this ray of hope in despair.

Our eyes were filled with simple emotions, no hatred for Yan Tian, ​​no worries about the fate of the family, and no self-blame for their own incompetence.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao raised a more wanton smile at the corner of his mouth. I continued to mock Jiang Zhan: "Haha, Jiang Zhan, Jiang Zhan, as the leader of the Jiang family's secret guards, is he really willing to be a coward? Or has he not lost the courage of a woman and wants to be a eunuch with balls? It's ridiculous!"

Ling Xiao, this terrifying existence, is standing leisurely at the entrance of the small hall at this moment. My figure looks small in the dim light, and my eyes reveal a kind of indifference that despises everything.

The old man heard the words, his face turned livid in an instant, and he trembled all over, as if his most sensitive nerves were touched. I can no longer bear the humiliation, and my eyes are burning with anger, as if I want to devour Ling Xiao. I roared, and rushed into the small hall like a wounded beast, vowing to fight Ling Xiao to the death.

I laughed again, and this laugh was full of ridicule and contempt for the lower-level people in the Jiang family: "Haha, the lower-level people in the Jiang family are actually a group of cowards who can only hide in the dark and are afraid of death. They let their subordinates go to die, but they don't even have the courage to step out of that small door. It's really ridiculous."