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The top three finals list,

Jian Luoling, Ye Zhengping, Sima Li,

The results of the competition are as follows.

First place, Jian Luoling, prize: 300 admission tickets.

Second place, Ye Zhengping, prize: 200 admission tickets.

Third place, Sima Li, prize: 200 admission tickets.

After receiving the rewards, the three returned to their respective family teams with serious expressions and vigilant eyes.

As soon as the head of the Thompson family said the last sentence "the game is over", the people from the three families immediately surrounded the three people and left the Thompson family.

Competing for the admission ticket is difficult, but what is even more difficult is leaving Haicheng with the admission ticket and returning to the territory of each family.

Otherwise, even if you get a lot of admission tickets, if you can't take them away, you will just be making wedding dresses for others and your work will be in vain.

Next, it will be the time for the major forces to truly compete.

"Master, the Jian family is escorting Jian Luoling out of the north." Butler Ye listened to the information reported by his subordinates and walked a few steps to the master. He half-bowed and lowered his head to report, "Our people are also ready and can take action at any time."

Ye Xuefeng's icy eyes turned towards the north. "Go there in person and kill her at all costs."

"Yes, Patriarch." Butler Ye agreed. As he turned around, Ye Xuefeng said, "Wait."

Butler Ye returned, bowed again, and waited quietly for his next instructions.

"Let the Wen family and Thomson Aviva's men go first. They're more eager to tear a piece of the Jian family's flesh than we are." Ye Xuefeng pondered for a moment. "Once Old Monster Meng is restrained by the Wen family, don't hold back and kill Jian Luoling immediately. Retrieve the admission ticket."

"Yes, Master." Butler Ye waited for a while, and only left quickly with his men after making sure that he had no further follow-up.

Ye Xuefeng glanced at Ye Zhengping who was protected by everyone, and led his men away to the northeast.

At that time, the location of the Wen family.

Wen Lingling and her group met up with her eldest sister, Wen Yajing. "Sister, the Jian family is leaving Haicheng. Jian Jinge and the young man with silver-white hair are not among them."

Speaking of this, a deep sense of hostility flashed in her eyes. To be more precise, since the end of the second competition, Jian Jinge seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth.

Not only could the Jian family not find her, but the people sent by the Wen family to follow her also disappeared.

What does this disappearance mean? Wen Lingling is not stupid.

Wen Yajing folded her hands in front of her abdomen and looked up at the slightly dark sky. Snow was falling heavily, the cold wind was howling, and the biting coldness hit her face.

"There is no rush to kill Jian Jinge. The family's affairs are more important." Wen Yajing stretched out her white-gloved hand, opened her palm, and used a snowflake as a tool.

Wen Lingling was unwilling and held her breath, but she knew in her heart that her elder sister was a man of final say, and she knew even more clearly that her elder sister only cared about the interests of the family.

No matter how great the hatred is, family interests always come first, without a doubt.

Wen Yajing gently gathered her palms together and clenched them tightly. Drops of snow water flowed down from both sides of her palms. She glanced at her second sister lightly, paused, and admonished, "Second sister, Jian Jinge relies only on the power of the Jian family.

We just need to bite off a piece of meat from the Jian family, kill all the people the Jian family brought out this time, and shake their foundation.

Within five years, our Wen family will surpass the Jian family. By then, destroying the Jian family will be a piece of cake.

As long as the Jian family falls, a mere second daughter of the Jian family is nothing to be afraid of.

When doing things, don't just look at the immediate benefits, but look further ahead.

The trip to Haicheng is a golden opportunity for us. If we miss this opportunity, it will be difficult to shake the foundation of the Jian family.

Wen Lingling's irritable heart slowly calmed down after hearing this. She pondered the reasoning behind it for a moment and said, "Sorry, big sister, it's my fault for being narrow-minded!"

"Well." Wen Yajing asked, "Where is the person sent by Thomson Aviva?"

"They have already gone ahead to intercept the Jian family." A man with a crew cut standing three steps behind her said in a deep voice.

Wen Lingling was puzzled and frowned, "Aren't the people sent by Aviva a little too active? After the last contact, wasn't it Jian Jinge who she hated the most? Now that she's no longer in the Jian family team, they're so active. It doesn't make sense no matter how you look at it!"

Wen Yajing said nothing, a gleam of light flashing in her eyes. "No matter what they want to do, let everyone be careful and don't let them get robbed by the thieves. Let's wait for a while and let them fight each other. Once the Thomson family has tied down most of the Jane family, we can wait for the opportunity to act."

After a pause, she turned to look at the buzz-cut man behind her, "Ye family, what's going on?"

"The person disappeared." said the man with a crew cut.

Wen Yajing narrowed her eyes slightly, gently stroking her wrist bones with her fingers, and sneered, "Master Ye has a good plan." He wanted to be the mantis stalking the cicada while the oriole was waiting behind. It was a nice idea.

Then he waved to the man with a crew cut and whispered a few words in his ear.

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the crew-haired man, and he replied in a deep voice, "Don't worry, Miss. I will definitely complete the task."

At this time, the head of the Thomson family was walking quickly in the corridor. When he was about to reach his destination, he first straightened his clothes, adjusted his breathing, and made sure his posture was intact before carefully knocking on the door in front of him.

He knocked gently three times, then closed the door, bent over, lowered his head, looked pious, and waited quietly for the person inside to open it.

After more than a quarter of an hour, the door in front of him slowly opened from the inside.

"Come in." A contemptuous and cold gaze was cast at him from above the head of the Thomson family, and the condescending tone was filled with a hint of cynicism and disgust.

The Thomson family master did not dare to look up at the other party. He lowered his eyebrows, flattered respectfully, half bowed, and moved into the house cautiously.

He stopped ten steps away from the balcony and quickly glanced at the person standing on the balcony.

Then, he bent his waist a little lower, held his breath, lowered his head, and looked at his feet, not daring to raise his head an inch.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Cold sweat began to drip uncontrollably from the forehead of the Thomson family head, and his heartbeat was beating wildly, visible to the naked eye. He was so nervous that it seemed like it was going to jump out of his chest.

Lance's jade-white fingers were playing with a talisman, injecting the Force into it. Suddenly, a hurried and panicked voice came from the talisman.

"Young Master, be careful of a lowly woman named Jian Luoling. She's full of tricks and schemes. She uses a strange flame that can kill our undead. She also knows many secrets of our clan. Please kill her! Please kill her! Her strength is...ah!"

Finally, there was a shrill, sharp and long scream.

This voice echoed in the house over and over again.

Patriarch Thomson knelt down, and in that instant, he looked as if he had been pulled out of the water. He said in a trembling voice, "Young Master, please spare my life. This was my negligence. I have already sent people out to capture Jian Luoling and give you an explanation."

Lance raised his eyelids, his green eyes glowing with a cold light, cold and sharp, without a trace of emotion. A gloomy and cold aura lingered around him.

"Moli Wallis, go and bring the person back."

After a pause, Lance gave a low smile, but it didn't reach his eyes. His tone was cold, "Life or death, regardless."

Molly Waris knelt on one knee and accepted the order, "Yes, young master."

Thomson did not dare to slack off and personally took people to look for him.

When the two arrived at the battlefield, the Jian family, the Wen family, and the Ye family were already fighting each other.

The Jian family is now trapped in a corner, attacked from all sides, unable to advance or retreat.

The seventh young master Jian Jiahe and the fifth young master Jian Zhengzhe were covered with wounds and bloodstains of varying sizes. The rest of the Jian family members were also more or less injured.

However, Jian Luoling, who was firmly protected by them, was in a completely different situation from the others.

Not only was there not a single drop of blood on his clothes, but he was also clean and tidy as if he had just bought something new.

She stood alone on the blood-stained snow, like a pure white lotus that remained unstained by the mud.

The Jane family was like an iron barrel, forming a circle around her, protecting her tightly and not letting any enemy get close to her.