Chapter 744: The Rising Sun Masses

"Sect Master, the subordinates feel that since this Murong family has already developed hostility towards the Sect Master, although it is still useful to keep them, they have to guard against it, and they must send the disciples in the sect to monitor their movements day and night. ”

After Yang Mansion, Murong Yinfeng and the others left, Yang Feng sat down with the four Dharma Kings and several worshippers and held a meeting to discuss future plans.

After thinking about it, the Poison King took the lead in proposing.

Yang Feng's eyes shrugged, he waved his hand suddenly, and shouted, "No!"

"Why, don't spy on them? Although the sect leader is superb, he can't let the villain plot behind his back. The subordinates still felt that it was appropriate to monitor the entire Murong family in an all-round way. ”

"No!"

Still shaking his head firmly, Yang Feng grinned: "I'm not saying that I won't spy on them, but that just monitoring them is not too little." If you want to monitor, you will monitor the famous families in the entire imperial capital, from the emperor to the seven-rank sesame official. I want to know their every move from morning to night, what they eat, what they drink, and which concubine they spend the night with. ”

"What, spying on so many people?"

His heart was shocked, and the Poison King suddenly became solemn.

After Yang Feng glanced at everyone present, he laughed evilly: "The emperor has Baolong's secret guard, Wang Boren also has his own intelligence organization, and even the Murong family, the Dugu family, and other famous families, almost all have their own intelligence systems, and they infiltrate each other. There's no reason why our Holy Fire Church, the world's No. 1 sect, has done such poor intelligence work. ”

"Since ancient times, whether it is a civil war or an external war, to put it bluntly, it is an intelligence war, and I want to gather all the intelligence in the world in my hands. I want to know what they know, and I want to know what they don't know. And my news must be faster than all of them, understand?"

"Subordinates obey!"

They all bowed in unison, and everyone bowed their heads.

Yang Feng's fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, and after thinking about it, he suddenly pointed to the corpse king and said, "Old ghoul, you used to play with corpses and did a good job of intelligence. Then this intelligence agency I taught will be handed over to you to set up. Especially the intelligence network of the imperial capital, you must give priority to establishing it. ”

"Yes, my subordinates have orders!"

Nodding his head, the Corpse King smiled proudly, and then bowed down and said, "It's just that what is the name of this intelligence organization?" ”

"Call ......"

His eyes rolled left and right, Yang Feng pondered for a moment, and said solemnly: "Call the Chaoyang masses." ”

"What do you mean?"

"The eyes of the so-called masses are bright, and the masses are everywhere. The meaning of this rising sun mass is to let you widen your eyes, show your moves, don't miss any information, and penetrate into every household like the masses. Even if someone is hiding in the bed and taking drugs, you can know it as soon as possible, call the police immediately, and arrest him...... Uh, no, report it to me!"

Yang Feng grinned, with hope in his eyes.

To tell the truth, the four words of Chaoyang masses are like gods in Yang Feng's heart.

I think that at the beginning, how many celebrities and celebrities braved the disapproval of the world and hid at home to secretly take drugs, but as a result, the gods fell from the sky, and the police broke into the door and arrested them.

When I checked the sources, they were all sunrise masses.

At that time, Yang Feng had been wondering, whether this Chaoyang crowd was a fairy, or did they have a perspective eye. People are so secretive that they have to hide at home, don't say anything, even if they smoke silently, they can be discovered.

If his men and horses can have half the skill and insight of the Chaoyang masses, they can be regarded as the world's number one intelligence organization.

Therefore, Yang Feng named his intelligence organization under this name, which was a good omen.

The world's No. 1 intelligence network, who else is me?

What MI6, FBI, Baolong Secret Guard, all of them are not one, hahaha!

The Corpse King nodded clearly, admiring Yang Feng's profound wisdom: "Gao, the sect leader is Gao." The name of this Chaoyang crowd sounds very ordinary, but it has a far-reaching meaning. I think that our Chaoyang masses will definitely establish greater feats in intelligence than the Baolong Secret Guard of the Wind and Thunder Empire. ”

yes, yes......

Busy nodding, the rest of the crowd also agreed.

Yang Feng saw that everyone praised himself for choosing a good name, and his face was full of joy, and then after everyone discussed some specific matters of organizing information, Yang Feng sent the three Dharma Kings in the sect away.

Yang Xiaoyi followed his master again and returned to the Holy Fire Sect General Altar to practice sword techniques.

"Oops, it's not too early, go to the academy now, it's definitely late!"

After sending everyone away, Yang Feng looked up at the huge sun and muttered, "Since you're all late, then don't go, still skip class today, find Shishi to play some interesting games, hehehe." ”

With a raised brow, Yang Feng said hello to his family, and then hurriedly ran outside.

The so-called long-term absence is better than the newlywed, and reunited with Ji Shishi again, Yang Feng's heart is very hot, and he can't wait for the two to stick together every day.

Especially now, they have all reported to the organization, and Lao Wu has also passed under his own coercion and temptation, so they can stay together even more unscrupulously.

The only deficiency left is nothing more than the lack of a decent ceremony, which officially gave Ji Shishi a name.

But this is not a big problem, when you find an auspicious day of the zodiac, you will be hired to marry her, won't it be over?

Yang Feng's wish in his heart is very good, and the plan is very appropriate, but the reality is very backbone.

Pump!

A cry sounded in the Nine Heavens, and as a rumbling thundercloud drifted by, the scream of surprise immediately pierced through the clouds and suddenly penetrated into Yang Feng's ears: "Husband, is it you? Are you really okay......?"

"Who? Why is it so familiar?"

Yang Feng was stunned for a moment, looked up at the sky, and suddenly saw a hundred-zhang giant bird, covered in purple thunder, and the black pressure covered the entire sky.

On that broad back, there was a young girl, who kept shouting, shaking her arms fiercely, and tears in her eyes with excitement, who was not his first lady, Yang Yuchan?

Yang Feng was slightly stunned, and then shook his hands excitedly, and shouted, "Jade Cicada, you're back!"

"Well, I'm back. Xianggong, you're back too!"

"Well, I'm back too, hahaha!"

Seeing Yiren again, Yang Feng's heart couldn't help but warm, and his eyes were unconsciously a little moist.

Touch!

At this time, the thunderbird descended, and Yang Yuchan directly jumped into Yang Feng's arms, her eyes were full of complicated light, excited, relieved, happy, and complaining.

For a year and a half, she has been afraid of him, just afraid that he will be in danger outside.

Now that he has returned safely, the little lady's heart can finally be put down.

Yang Feng was also ecstatic, opened his arms, and hugged this Yiren tightly in his arms, gently sniffing the familiar fragrance, the smell of his lover, and the temperature of his family.

Involuntarily, Yang Feng's heart was so moved that it was about to melt......