After determining the reward for Gambino, the level of the Wind Clan, and the general direction of the march to Europe, of course, the specific work does not have to worry about Han Feng, the high-ranking master. However, someone who is habitually lazy still gave me a serious advice.

"The specific affairs of the Wind Clan are mainly in charge of George, and after determining the rank, an organizational structure and list will be drawn up, which will be forwarded to me by Wu Hongjun for decision."

"But there is another premise, since you are already a Wind Clan, you should act according to the new rules. The arrangement and organization of personnel must break the original tradition of division by family! It's important to remember that the WindClan is a whole! I'll leave that to the 'Smiling Tom' to take care of. ”

Although he was just an ordinary mortal, Han Feng still felt that it was better to let the second boss of the Gambino family in New York be in charge of these things that involved the dark side. After all, it's better to let professional people do professional things. Moreover, Han Feng believes that the thoughtful "Tom Cat" must be able to understand his own meaning - that is, to split the original families and minimize the uneasiness.

As for whether this cat is well-behaved or not, the crazy brother has never thought about it - does he have the guts?

When George heard this, his face was slightly unnatural. In his opinion, can't the huge Wind Clan find a talent who can plan, and still rely on a mere human being?

It's just that under the watchful eye of his master, George didn't have the courage to raise this question.

Han Feng knew George's doubts, but he couldn't explain them to him - this is the Wind Clan, how can he let you participate in it again?

"Also, George, you tell Tom that this matter is done, and I will grant his wish ahead of schedule!"

George was even more confused: what did the master grant to Tom? How could an omnipotent god value a gangster so much?

It's just that these questions are destined to rot in the heart......

Han Feng glanced at him lightly, turned his head, faced the black and oppressive subordinates in front of him, and said in a loud voice with a smile:

"There are two last things that I must announce."

The scene was quiet, and everyone felt that the owner was looking at them, so they unconsciously straightened up.

"The first thing has to do with Europe - the time to enter Europe. I have decided to launch the conquest of the European underworld on October 1st! The operation is codenamed ......'Wind Knife'! ”

"I hope that with your efforts, the next 'Wind God Festival' will be held as soon as possible - let us witness the strength and glory of the Wind Clan!"

Let's witness the strength and glory of the Wind Clan!

With Han Feng's sensational speech, the Feng Clan suddenly became excited, they raised their arms, spoke different languages, shouted unintelligible slogans, and eagerly showed their loyalty to God and firm faith in the future.

Han Feng waited for them to vent for a while before waving his hand gently, and the venue immediately fell silent. The Wind Clan stood up again, waiting for their master's instructions, but the burning gaze in their eyes unabashedly reflected their incomparable excitement!

O Europe full of medals, we are coming!

…………

"The second and last thing......"

Han Feng had a bigger smile on his face, and he could almost bloom a flower:

"Today is the twelfth of September, and in ten days, my mother and I will hold a wedding in Jincheng, China!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the square opened up again. The WindClan continued to use a chaotic dialect to express their blessings to their masters and mistresses with great enthusiasm.

As the saying goes, one woman is equivalent to five hundred ducks, but in the eyes of Zhao Feifei, an authentic woman, a noisy Feng clan is worth five thousand ducks! However, what people expressed was blessings and goodwill, so they could only endure it......

Fortunately, the crazy brother didn't have this kind of trouble-this guy only cared about himself and sealed his ears with spiritual power, and then quietly let these enthusiastic subordinates bombard endlessly.

It wasn't until Zhao Feifei couldn't help but go berserk that a certain bad Yan Jun smiled and reached out and pressed down.

You've all been expressing your feelings for half an hour, why don't you consider our feelings?

This is a happy event, so the Wind Clan did not prohibit it as before, but their voices became a little quieter, and there were even a few beautiful women who insisted on rushing forward, intending to offer advice to the two main mothers. The directness and enthusiasm of the Western character are on full display at this moment.

Fortunately, Han Feng smiled and used his spiritual power to stop these fanatical fans, and at the same time transmitted his voice and thoughts to the minds of every Feng Clan:

"I think my wife and I have really felt your enthusiasm, and at the same time, we are very happy to have such a loyal subordinate as the Wind Clan. I'm so proud of you! ”

"I can understand everyone's feelings, and thank you for your blessings, but ......"

Han Feng paused, frowned slightly, and made an extremely embarrassed expression, and the voices of the wind clan suddenly became much quieter.

What can make the owner feel tricky, how big of a thing will it be?

Under the gaze of the Wind Clan, the gods repeatedly struggled for a long time before they said embarrassedly:

"My biggest regret is that due to the constraints of reality, I can't spend this wonderful day with all my most loyal subordinates!"

The apology and loss in the tone, under the deliberate action, were really felt by all the wind clans - I have to praise it, the acting skills of a certain god have really reached the Mahayana realm of perfection and return to the basics.

Especially with the help of the free use of heaven and earth vitality, it can be deeply demagogic with almost no effort!

Faced with such an unsolvable calculation, the WindClan were naturally taken into the trap by their incomparably trusted gods.

Since this sentence full of regret fell into their hearts, the Wind Clan was deeply moved again!

Is it that the master of his own family, a true god, regrets that he could not let his subordinates attend his wedding? Listening to the apology contained in that tone, it really came from the heart!

This is the master of the Wind Clan, this is the benevolent god, such a god is the master who is truly worthy of paying for him without hesitation!

Under the aura of vitality bonus, all the Feng clans were touched by Han Feng's sincerity, and thousands of people actually bowed to the ground at the same time, with the most pious mood, in unison!

At this moment, even Zhao Feifei, who is familiar with Han Feng's character, was infected by someone's words and was stunned - this is still the guy I want to marry?