"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 a fist.

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

"Give me ten more sets!"

Burst!

A mouthful of old blood almost didn't spurt out, and all the family heads present were desperate, and they secretly said in their hearts.

This girl's president is greedy enough, one set of big mansions is not enough, and he still needs ten sets?

But how do they know that as a dick man who comes to them from a city with super high housing prices on the earth, the biggest expectation in his heart is a house, and the more the better.

That's a symbol of wealth, a symbol of status, a symbol of power.

A man can have a bad job, look ugly, and have a bad character, but he must have a house, otherwise the sow will not marry you, and he will be a bachelor for the rest of his life.

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

So now that Yang Feng is finally developed, the first thing is to stock up on houses, and no matter what is the use of asking for so many houses, his heart is full of a sense of accomplishment anyway.

Looking at this group of stunned family owners, Yang Feng raised his eyebrows: "What, no?"

"Yes, we have as many suites as the president wants. Even if you don't have it, you can cover it now, and you are guaranteed to satisfy the president. Nodding hurriedly, everyone said in unison.

After hearing this, Yang Feng smiled happily.

Then, the old man Tu on the side laughed and said, "Okay, it's not early." We set a reception banquet for the president in the best restaurant in Fudu. President Yang, please. ”

"Oh, the reception banquet, do you have to go to the restaurant?"

With a frown, Yang Feng looked around at his new courtyard and muttered: "Can't you let them move all the wine and food here?" It just so happens that I live in this new house, and I haven't had a good time, this reception banquet is my housewarming, everyone is here to be lively." ”

"Okay, no problem, I'll call all the cooks there to cook, hahaha!"

Old Man Tu is a happy person, so he directly agreed, and sent someone to arrange it.

Soon, all the best cooks in the capital arrived at Yang's Mansion and began to cook delicious food. The heads of various families also sent the gifts that had been prepared to the new house of the Yang family, and everyone laughed and laughed.

By nightfall, when everyone was drunk, a black shadow appeared silently in a dark corner of the hall.

Swish!

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

In the end, his gaze was fixed on Yang Feng, who was in the middle of the hall, with his head tilted up, snoring with a harass.

"That's him, Huai'an Chamber of Commerce, the new president!"

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

He is a white tiger dead soldier, specializing in assassination work for his master, and he has never missed, and he is a man like death. How many dignitaries and famous families have died at his hands, and there are countless people.

This time, for some reason, the master actually gave a kill order to such a stinky hairy boy.

But that's none of their business, they just have to do what they're told.

It's just that even so, he still feels that assassinating such a small person is too big for him.

Killing chickens with a knife, he can kill this kid casually.

Shout!

With this in mind, the man pulled out a silver needle from his waist, which still shone green.

This is a poisonous needle stained with the venom of the third-order peak monster, the ghost-faced flame spider. Anyone who is pierced by this needle will definitely die, even if he is a master of the war king, he will feel the flames and lose half his life.

This kid...... Hmph, you're going to burp instantly.

It's a pity that my poison is used against masters, and it has to be wasted on this kid. But who made him the president of the Huai'an Chamber of Commerce, it's better to be secretive.

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the man stuffed the poisonous needle into a steel pipe, and then blew it fiercely in the direction of Yang Feng.

Burst!

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

Seeing this, the killer smiled smugly, turned and left.

The task is complete, and the goal has been removed.

"Oops, there are mosquitoes!"

However, before he could take a step, he heard Yang Feng muttering behind him, and he couldn't help but stiffen up instantly.

Then, he turned his head suddenly, only to see Yang Feng actually yawning, standing up very barely, and walking out of the house in a daze, there was nothing to do.

How is this possible, that's a poison that I can poison even the king of war, seeing the blood sealing his throat, he is completely fine?

The killer was dumbfounded, his face twitched, and 10,000 grass and mud horses rushed through in his heart.

How could it be...... I guess it's because this poison has expired.

It shouldn't be, it was only refined last month, and the poisonous properties are stored for fifty years, how can it expire?

If he doesn't understand, the man doesn't think about it anymore.

He's a killer, a white tiger deadman. Doing things for the master, I have never missed, and I won't this time.

What does it matter if poison doesn't kill this kid? Lao Tzu slaughtered him with his own hands.

Swish!

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

Yang Feng swayed, groggily swaying in his new house, muttering in his mouth: "Mom sells batches, everything in the big house is good, but it's easy to get lost." Damn, where is the toilet, why haven't you arrived after walking for so long? Do I have to go to the toilet and still need to fight?"

"Forget it, it's convenient in the garden. ”

Looking left and looking for it and finding 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 convenient.

Whoa!

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

The killer crept up on him from behind, a sneer on his lips.

This dagger is made of cold iron and pure gold, and the Broken Bone Ecstasy Blade, which ranks tenth on the list of fierce soldiers, is extremely sharp. Even if the king of war is a master, if there is no soldier to protect the body, he will be pierced through the chest by it, and he will be killed with one blow.

Such a divine weapon, now to use it to kill such a hairy boy, it is really insulting its prestige.

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

Thinking so, the killer with a hideous smile touched Yang Feng's back, and then raised the knife in his hand, and slashed through Yang Feng's neck, crisply and neatly.

That's it!

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

After the incident, the clothes are gone, and the merit and fame are hidden.

But I heard a grumble behind me: "What hit my neck just now, it can't be some bug." Alas, this ancient landscaping is good, but there are also many mosquitoes, which is really annoying. ”

How is it possible, he is not dead yet?

The body couldn't stop shaking, and the killer suddenly completely doubted his life, picked up the dagger in his hand and examined it carefully, and was surprised.