Six hundred and seventieth eight chapters booby-trapped
After forming a plan to kill Yang Feng in his mind, a fierce light flashed in Zhao Hu's eyes, and he was about to kill all those who were against him, integrate the resources of Zhaojiabao, obtain a lot of energy, and make necessary preparations for opening the plane city. Yang Feng will be his first goal.
Standing next to Zhao Hu like a wooden man, Zhao An didn't say a word, and saw the fierce light flashing in Zhao Hu's eyes, he immediately guessed Zhao Hu's thoughts, and involuntarily touched the long sword hanging around his waist with his hands.
Zhao Zhong, who was standing opposite Zhao Hu, also saw the fierce light flashing in Zhao Hu's eyes. As he was sophisticated, he roughly guessed Zhao Hu's method, but he didn't say it, but sighed softly.
My young master is still too young. Although he looks very calm, his impatient intention is not hidden. The murderous intention in his heart is revealed inadvertently. If the enemy discovers the murderous intention in his heart, it will inevitably arouse the other party's vigilance. How can he assassinate others?
In a luxuriously decorated and brightly lit living room, a burly man with a stout appearance and a black soft armor casually said to Xia Ying sitting beside him: "Xia Ying, according to what you said, we have turned against the Master of the Young Castle. So, what do you think of the Master of the Young Castle?"
Xia Ying recalled Zhao Hu's performance at the banquet and said in a disdain and contemptuous tone: "Captain, I have not met the young castle master for a long time and I don't know much about him, but judging from his performance at the banquet, he is likely to be a complete coward."
Feeling the contempt in Xia Ying's tone, Yang Feng put down his worries and said to the ten fierce men in the living room with a relaxed look: "Oh, that's the life of this young castle lord is really not long. Fortunately, our guard team surrendered to Lord Zhao Hong in time, otherwise, we would really be able to bury this young castle lord!"
A tall and strong man, who exudes iron blood and a tough aura, and has a three-inch scar on his face, hesitated for a while, and said softly: "Captain, the guard team is the last guarantee of our Zhao Family Fortress, and it is also the hard work of the Fortress Lord. The responsibility is to protect the safety of the Fortress Lord and the Lin Family Clan Chief. However, now you are leading the guard team to surrender to Lord Zhao Hong and deal with the Young Fortress Lord, isn't it a bit too much?"
As soon as Zhao Tian finished his voice, Xia Ying stood up, pulled out the steel knife on his body, and shouted with a grim smile: "Zhao Tian, are you questioning the captain's decision? Don't think that if you have a thousand elite soldiers in your hands, you can question the captain's decision. Do you believe it or not, as long as the captain gives you an order, I will kill you here!"
Yang Feng swept the ten men in the living room with a sharp look and said lightly: "Who else do you have the same opinion as Brother Zhao Tian, thinking that it is wrong for our guard to surrender to Lord Zhao Hong?"
Hearing Yang Feng's question, the six big men who were sitting next to Yang Feng quickly shouted: "Captain, we have no objection. We will hit whatever the captain pointed. We believe that the captain's vision will not let the brothers jump into the fire pit."
At this moment, a male servant entered the living room and reported: "Captain Yang Feng, Young Master Zhao Hu brought his playmate Zhao An and Chief Zhao Yi to visit you."
After a while, Zhao Hu held a mahogany box in his hand and strode into the living room under Zhao Yi's escort.
Yang Feng immediately stood up and greeted him with a smile on his face, "Master Zhao Hu, how dare you please come to visit me! It should be that I will visit the young master and pay my respects to the young master."
Zhao Hu did not take Yang Feng's hypocritical words to heart, but said with a sincere look: "Captain Yang Feng, don't be polite. The captain has been in charge of the guard team over the years and has protected the safety of Zhaojiabao and prevented outsiders from stepping into Zhaojiabao. It is really a great contribution. I should visit the captain. This is my little intention. I hope the captain will not refuse."
After saying that, he handed the mahogany brocade box in his hand to Yang Feng
Yang Feng took the mahogany box without hesitation, opened it in public, took out a soul-recovering grass inside, looked carefully for a while, then looked at Zhao Hu with a smile and said, "Thank you for your gift. I don't know that the young master is visiting the villain, and I have a good time with Gui. If I can help, just speak, and I, Yang Feng, will never refuse."
Hearing Yang Feng's hypocritical words, Zhao Hu felt disgusted and pretended to be a little unnatural and said, "Captain Yang Feng, look, are we talking with one step?"
Looking at Zhao Hu's unnatural expression, Yang Feng's heart moved, looked at the people in the hall with a little thoughtful look, and said loudly: "Young Master, everyone here is the backbone of our guard team, and they are all my confidants. If you have anything, just say it directly!"
Zhao Hu glanced at the dozen or so men in the hall, hesitated for a while, then put his mouth to Yang Feng's ear and whispered: "Captain Yang Feng, I have a great fortune for you, so let's go to a secret place to talk in detail."
Hearing Zhao Hu's words, Yang Feng carefully measured it in his heart for a while, thinking that even ten Zhao Hu would not pose any threat to him. In addition, Zhao Hu's temptation to be rich, he thought for a while and then laughed and said, "Since the young master wants to discuss some things with me alone, then the villain has to respect him rather than obey his orders!"
When Zhao Hu left the hall with Yang Feng and entered a secret room next to him to talk, the ten leaders of the guards in the hall stayed in the hall and looked at Zhao Yi and Zhao An with confusion, while Zhao Yi and Zhao An looked at each other with a calm look on their faces and found a seat to sit down, secretly thinking about Zhao Hu's safety.
After entering the secret room, Yang Feng sat on a comfortable leather chair, looked at Zhao Hu with a sharp look, and said casually: "I wonder what kind of wealth the young master is going to give me?"
Zhao Hu also pulled a comfortable leather chair and sat down two meters away from Yang Feng. He looked at Yang Feng with anticipation and asked: "Before giving Captain Yang Feng a great fortune, I would like to ask Captain Yang Feng, is it possible for me to support me in taking over the Zhaojiabao industry?"
Hearing Zhao Hu's words, Yang Feng shook his head and said with a smile on his face: "To be honest, it's impossible. Even if I support you, the 10,000 guards are not the opponent of your six uncles and 30,000 elite troops. Therefore, you should honestly say what kind of wealth you want to give me!"
Zhao Hu smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "It seems that I am trapped in my own trap today."
Yang Feng did not speak and agreed to Zhao Hu's guess.
Zhao Hu seemed to be deflated and said helplessly: "If I give you a great fortune, can you let me go and let me take a thousand elite guards to leave Zhaojiabao safely?"
Yang Feng said with a sincere look: "No problem. You must know that I, Yang Feng, are still very familiar with those guards. I don't want them to die tragically under the thirty thousand army of your six uncles."
Zhao Hu said helplessly: "I will hand over all the contracts of our Zhaojiabao's land and shops in the chaotic land to you. I hope you can protect me and a thousand guards from the chaotic land safely."
After saying that, Zhao Hu took out a large handful of land deeds from his arms and handed them to Yang Feng.
Yang Feng took a large handful of land deeds with a happy look and carefully checked the authenticity.
Yang Feng, who was checking a large number of land deeds, suddenly felt a dangerous aura rise from his heart. He subconsciously flashed his head to the side, avoiding the attack of a black spear full of light, and looked at Zhao Hu not far away with a look of astonishment, as if he didn't recognize him.
Seeing that his sneak attack had failed, Zhao Hu couldn't help but sigh, tightly grasped the dark dagger in his hand, and the weak dark source power was circulating. He immediately used his stealth skills and sneaked towards Yang Feng.
When Yang Feng saw Zhao Hu suddenly disappearing from his eyes, his heart tightened and exclaimed: "Invisible! Assassin! Isn't he a waste who cannot practice?"
After a burst of exclamation, Yang Feng immediately pulled out his long sword, danced his wrists lightly, and red sword lights more than one foot long, with a scorching breath, flowing through the narrow secret room, shooting towards every corner of the secret room.
Feeling the hot breath coming from the red sword light, Zhao Hu held his breath with a nervous look on his face, tightly grasped the dark dagger in his hand, flexibly avoided the attack of the red sword light, and quietly sneaked towards Yang Feng.
Seeing that the red sword light he swung out had no effect, Yang Feng stopped waving the sword in his hand without hesitation, and quickly leaned against a corner of the wall. The sword in his hand swept back and forth in front of his chest to prevent Zhao Hu from sneaking in front of him, but he knew nothing.
Zhao Hu, who was sneaking towards Yang Feng, stopped sneaking when he saw Yang Feng's movements, his mouth moved slightly, and the dark source power in his body moved slightly. A black spear with a faint light appeared in front of Yang Feng out of thin air, and shot towards his body with the sound of howling wind.
Faced with the attack of the black spear, Yang Feng opened his mouth wide in surprise and said, "Dark Artist!"
At the same time, the long sword in Yang Feng's hand danced lightly, and a red sword light with a scorching breath hit the black spear with a faint light, knocking it to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Hu kept summoning the black spear and launched fierce attacks on Yang Feng again and again, forcing him to wave the long sword in his hand, sending out red sword lights, defeating the attacks of the black spears and protecting his own safety. Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
Chapter completed!