"Only by launching a class struggle can Jinye's damned power of the city Lord fall apart!"

A skinny young man with acne on his right face was sitting on a pile of stone slabs for building walls. He was wearing a pair of black framed glasses. He was very ordinary and even a little ugly, but only his eyes were bright!

He looked at a few concentrated and strong men around him, with an extremely firm expression, "now there are nearly a thousand forces in Jinye City, where is the way out for us ordinary people?! Do you know anything? "

A young man with a slightly tender face, but not a small size, swallowed his saliva and raised his hand timidly,

"brother Yang Rong, we ordinary people who have no strength, besides joining the Legion, do not live on our own physical strength, or serve as slaves for those adults with powers..."

the young man said, his voice getting lower and lower, and in the end, it was more delicate You can't hear it. Yang Rong looks at the boy with his head down and smiles faintly,

"Xiaoqian is right. It seems that we ordinary people can only do these relatively incompetent and hard work. We don't have the strength to go out of the city to hunt monsters and beasts.

we don't have the channel background to open shops and sell things. But when you think about it carefully, we can't see the bright future except these humble ones We don't have a broad and strong road to walk on

Yang Rong's tone became more and more intense. He clenched his fist in his left hand. His muscles, which he had been training for many years, suddenly burst out and expanded,

"bang!" He smashed his fist on several layers of stone slabs under his body and made a dull sound. The stone slabs of more than ten layers only broke the bottom two layers!

Looking at the scene, all the people were surprised and in an uproar. They were excited. Looking at the two broken stone slabs, they could not help but utter a voice of exclamation,

"brother Yang Rong, the power of your fist is comparable to that of the top strike of the first level powers. Plus the special skill of beating cattle across the mountain, brother Yang Rong, you are going to slaughter It's better to be a butcher than to fight against bricks and move sand with us

A 30-year-old young man was holding a homemade cigarette in his mouth. His face was a little haggard and withered with blue eyes. Yang Rong was firm and shook his head,

"I'm not a psychic, you all know that! Of course, I'm not a member of any Legion. I'm just an ordinary man! "

"The change of my body started in the afternoon of the previous few days. At that moment, I suddenly felt that my body was much lighter, as if I had broken through some shackles,

I didn't know if this was normal, so I was going to go to the stone tablet to see if there was any low-level medicine for my change... But I didn't find the medicine, but I found something very different What's the matter with you

With that, Yang Rong smiles and takes out a handle like thing from his dusty work clothes. The handle is no more than ten inches in size, and it's exquisite in shape and powerful. This group of ordinary men have never seen it before.

"this thing has a nice name, dawning! The price is 1 gold dragon coin. You can buy dawning only if you are an ordinary person in all aspects of body and spirit

"Everyone has only one chance to buy it. I see that there are many other strange and powerful things besides dawning, these! It's the capital of our revolution! "