President, are you satisfied with this place?"

Looking at Yang Feng's glittering eyes, the head of the Yin family leaned over slightly and chuckled.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Feng slowly raised his fist.

When the head of the Yin family saw it, he didn't know why: President, you are..."

Give me another ten sets!"

puff!

A mouthful of old blood almost spurted out. All the heads present were shocked and thought to themselves.

This president is greedy enough. A big house is not enough, but he actually wants ten more?

But how could they know that as a city with extremely high housing prices on Earth, the biggest expectation of the ** silk man who came here to them was the house, and the more the better.

It is a symbol of wealth, status, and power.

Men can have poor work, ugly appearance, bad character, but they must have a house, otherwise the sow will not marry you and will be a bachelor's life.

This is probably the deepest pain in the hearts of modern people.

So now Yang Feng has finally developed, and the first thing he does is to stock up on houses. No matter what the use of having so many houses, he feels full of accomplishment anyway.

Looking at the group of stunned heads of the family, Yang Feng raised his eyebrows: Why, there is no?"

Yes, we have any number of houses the president wants. Even if not, it is OK to build it now, so I will ensure that the president is satisfied.” He nodded quickly and everyone said together.

After hearing this, Yang Feng showed a happy smile.

Then, Mr. Tu laughed and said, "Okay, it's getting late. We have arranged a welcome banquet for the president in the best restaurant in the mansion. President Yang, please."

Oh, we welcome the banquet, do you still have to go to the restaurant?"

With a flash, Yang Feng looked around at his new yard and murmured: Can't they let them move all the wine and food here? I happened to live in this new house and haven't had a good time yet. This welcome banquet is my joy of moving. Let's have fun here."

OK, no problem, I called all the chefs there to cook, hahaha!"

Mr. Tu was a happy man, so he agreed and sent someone to make arrangements.

Soon, all the best chefs from the mansion arrived at the Yang Mansion and began to cook delicious food. The heads of various families also delivered the gifts they had prepared to the new Yang family house. Everyone burst into laughter and toast.

Until the night, everyone was drunk and when they fell down, a dark shadow appeared silently in a dark corner of the hall.

Swish!

The shadow squirmed, and a figure in black appeared, his eyes were cold, staring at the unconscious old men in front of him, sweeping them one by one.

Finally, his eyes were fixed on the first place in the middle of the hall, Yang Feng was tilting his head and drooling.

It’s him, Huai'an Chamber of Commerce, the new president!”

The black shadow took out a piece of paper with the portrait of Yang Feng, confirmed it, and showed disdain in his eyes.

He is a white tiger dead soldier who specializes in assassination for his master. He has never failed. He is a man like the god of death. There are countless great officials and noble families who die at his hands.

This time, for some reason, the master actually issued a decisive killing order to such a young boy who is still stinky.

But it's not their business, they just need to act on orders.

But even so, he still felt that assassinating such a small person was too useless for him.

How can I use a knight to kill a chicken? He can kill this kid with ease.

call out!

Thinking of this, the man pulled out a silver needle from his waist, and there was a green light on it.

This is a poison needle with the venom of the third-level peak monster and the ghost-faced flame spider. If you are stabbed by this needle, the war general will definitely die. Even a master of the War King will feel the flames burning and lose half of his life.

This kid...huh, he will definitely burp in an instant.

It’s a pity that my poison is used to deal with experts and is wasted on this kid. But who told him to be the president of the Huaian Prefecture Chamber of Commerce? It’s better to do it in a hidden way.

An evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The man stuffed the poison needle into a steel pipe and then blew hard towards Yang Feng.

puff!

The green poisonous needle was pierced on Yang Feng's neck. Yang Feng screamed and slapped it on his neck.

Seeing this, the killer smiled proudly, turned around and left.

The task is completed and the goal has been removed.

Oh, there are mosquitoes!”

However, before he could take a step, he heard Yang Feng mumble behind him, and he couldn't help but stiffen his body in an instant.

Then, he suddenly turned around and saw Yang Feng yawning, standing up in a very bachelor's mind, walking out of the house in a daze, and there was nothing wrong with it.

How is this possible? That's the poison that I can even kill even the King of War. When he was blood-sealed, he was completely fine?

The killer was stunned and his face sucked, and ten thousand grass horses ran by in his heart.

How could it be...it could it be that the poison has expired.

It shouldn't be. It was only refined last month and its poisonous properties have been preserved for fifty years. How could it expire?

If you can't figure it out, the person will stop thinking about it.

He is a killer, a white tiger dead soldier. He has never failed to do anything for his master, nor will he do this time.

What does this kid who can't kill poison? I killed him with my own hands.

Swish!

As he said that, the killer quickly took out a sharp dagger and hurriedly followed Yang Feng.

Yang Feng was wandering around his new house in a daze, muttering: Mom sells the certificate, everything is good in the big house, but it is easy to get lost. Damn, where is the toilet? Why haven’t you arrived after walking for so long? Do I have to call me when I go to the toilet?"

Forget it, it’s convenient in the garden.”

After searching left, I couldn't find it. Yang Feng saw that there was no one around, so he simply untied his pants directly behind the rockery in the garden to make it easier.

Hurry!

The clear stream soaked into the fertile soil. Yang Feng held the rockery next to him with one hand, his face full of comfort.

The killer quietly approached his body from behind, and a sneer passed through the corner of his mouth.

This dagger is made of cold iron and fine gold. It is ranked tenth in the list of evil soldiers. It is extremely sharp. Even if the War King master does not have the war soldiers to protect his body, he will pass by his chest and kill with one blow.

Such a magic weapon is now used to kill such a young boy, which is really insulting its reputation.

But it doesn't matter. Being able to complete the master's task is its greatest honor.

Thinking of this, the killer touched Yang Feng's back with a hideous smile, then took a knife and slashed through Yang Feng's neck with a knife, making it straightforward.

Completed!

The corners of his mouth curled up, and the killer turned around slowly, leaving with a hint of rebelliousness.

After the matter, I left my clothes and hid my merits and fame.

But after hearing a complaint from behind, I started to complain again: I hit my neck just now, it wasn’t a bug, right? Oh, this ancient landscaping is good, but there are also many mosquitoes, which is really annoying.”

How is it possible that he is not dead yet?
Chapter completed!