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Chapter 1,070: Late Night Assassination

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    After a while, Sima Changfeng looked up to the sky and laughed loudly. He waved his hands indifferently and said: "If you don't spend your youth in a romantic way, it doesn't interfere with anything. Come on, let the turtle slave bring up the bill. I will give this account to Yang."  Brothers are married."

    "Yes, sir!"

    With a respectful bow, the servant left.

    Linglong rolled her eyes, with a sullen look on her face, as if she had forgotten her identity, and said angrily: "Master Sima, please ignore him. Let him pay back the debt he owes himself, huh."

    Poof!

    Covering her mouth and snickering, Hongmei's beautiful eyes moved, as if she could see through the girl's thoughts, she smiled and said: "It's normal for this man to owe some debts. The key is what kind of debts he owes. You have to see  Tighten up. No matter what Mr. Sima says, he is his elder brother, and you have to wipe his ass no matter what."

    "Iwhat should I watch more closely?"

    Her cheeks turned red, and Linglong turned her head away coquettishly. Sima Changfeng laughed again, nodded and said, "That's right, whether Brother Yang is looking for flowers or willows outside is the business of your girl's family. I am the eldest brother.  Yes, I¡¯m only responsible for paying him, hahaha.¡±

    "That guy Turtle slave, bring Brother Yang's bill. Let me see how much romantic debt he owes."

    At this time, the turtle slave came over under the leadership of his servants. Sima Changfeng waved his sleeves and said boldly.

    The turtle slave handed over the two bills respectfully. Sima Changfeng just glanced at them and couldn't laugh anymore.

    "What's the matter, Lord Sima?"

    Hongmei saw that his expression was different and couldn't help but ask.

    Licking his dry lips, Sima Changfeng exhaled a long breath: "Well what Miss Linglong said just now actually makes sense. Brother Yang should let him repay his own debt. I will"

    "What's going on, Master Sima, you have always been very righteous, why are you so coy about paying off a romantic debt for your brother? This is not like your usual style, fufufu."

    Hongmei snickered, rolled her eyes at him, and then curiously took the bill in his hand. However, after just one glance, her face, which had been smiling like a flower before, completely fell.

    Sima Changfeng smiled helplessly and shook his head: "Hongmei, do you think we really have to bear this debt?"

    "Yang Feng!"

    Unable to stop her eyelids from twitching fiercely, Hongmei glared at the turtle slave and shouted: "The overnight fee is actually for one hundred and twenty-six people. Could it be that Yang Feng called one hundred and twenty-six girls in one night?  "

    Um!

    The turtle slave nodded honestly. Kuang Tianwei and Mo Top were shocked and couldn't help but admire in their hearts.

    " After spending one night with hundreds of women, Brother Yang is indeed a man among men, I admire him.

    Brother Yang is really talented.

    Sima Changfeng couldn't help but sigh inwardly. There was still a bit of envy on his face, but after receiving a cold look from Hongmei, his face became full of criticism and hatred.

    At this moment, both Hongmei and Linglong have livid faces, but one is doing it for money and the other is doing it for love.

    ¡°After all, the cost of Yang Feng¡¯s two-night reservation is really quite a lot.

    As the mistress of the Sima family, Hongmei suddenly met such a prodigal brother, and she was so angry that her liver trembled

    On the other hand, it was a quiet night with a bright moon and few stars.

    In the room of the castle owner Wu Fatian, red air currents were forming above his head, forming a nebula air mass that was constantly rotating.

    Wu Fatian closed his eyes tightly and sat cross-legged among the nebulae, using all his energy, his face was solemn, and he seemed to be in pain.

    "Fortmaster, there is a situation."

    Suddenly, there was a light cough outside the door.

    Wu Fatian¡¯s brows couldn¡¯t stop trembling, and with a wave of his hands, he took all the red airflow back into his body, and the whole room quickly returned to calm.

    After waiting for a while, Wu Fatian exhaled a breath of hot and turbid air, then slowly opened his eyes: "Come in."

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    The door opened, and a dark figure bowed in front of him and murmured: "Today evening, Wu Jianxiong officially appointed Yang Feng as the commander-in-chief of the Military and Horse Division."

    "So fast?"

    With his eyelids twitching, even Wu Fatian couldn't believe the news: "How long has it been since Yang Feng went to the Military and Horse Division? It hasn't been five days, and he actually became the commander-in-chief? This"

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    ??Clenched his fists tightly, Wu Fatian couldn't help but mutteredSaid: "It seems that Wu Jianxiong failed to stand firm after all. He helped Sima's people to the position so quickly. The two of them must have made some ulterior deal behind their backs. But even so, let a person who just joined  A new member of the Military and Horse Division has only been appointed as the commander-in-chief within five days, will the other commanders be convinced?"

    "meeting!"

    "ah?"

    The man in black nodded firmly, and Wu Fatian couldn't help but be stunned again: "The people below are really convinced that Yang Feng, the newcomer, will be the commander-in-chief?"

    "Yes, Yang Feng is a very special person. Although he has only been in the Military and Horse Division for a few days, in just these few days, he has won over a large number of people as his confidants. The former Commander-in-Chief of the Military and Horse Division,  Zhan Pengfei has now become the target of being ostracized by everyone. I have to say that Yang Feng's methods are quite clever, and Zhan Pengfei is no match for him."

    "Yang Feng"

    With a cold light shining in his eyes, Wu Fatian's face flashed with murderous intent: "I really underestimated him at first. I thought he was just a talented but simple cultivator, so I agreed to let him go to the army.  But now I discovered that he is quite skillful. No wonder Sima Changfeng valued him so much and assigned him to the Military and Horse Department. It seems that Sima Changfeng wanted to use his hand to control the entire Military and Horse Department.  Ah, hum hum."

    "Fortmaster, what should we do next?"

    "What else can I do?"

    With a raised brow, Wu Fatian smiled evilly and said: "Since he has extended his hand, the Lord of this castle must not let him extend it any longer. If he continues to break, he will be disturbed. As a chess piece, Yang Feng, let him leave the field.  Bar."

    "Yes, Lord of the Castle!"

    With his eyes condensed, the black shadow leaned forward slightly and disappeared, leaving only Wu Fatian with a disdainful smile on his face, as if he had grasped the overall situation.

    At the same time, Yang Feng and a group of friends stayed up all night. After drinking and eating, they wandered back to the front of Sima Changfeng's mansion. However, they were still a hundred meters away from the gate, and a cold light suddenly flashed through.

    "Fifth-grade high-level martial arts, Thousand Shadows Poison Dragon Slash."

    Whoops!

    An icy chill passed in front of Yang Feng. Yang Feng suddenly trembled and felt a hint of danger. He immediately thought to himself, "A real man in one minute."

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    The cold light swept across, and the black shadows fell behind Yang Feng. The blade in his hand was stained with traces of blood, and there was a confident light in his eyes: "Farewell, kid."

    "It's you who should say goodbye forever."

    "What?"

    Poof!

    With a muffled sound, Yang Feng threw a punch, and before the black figure could react, his head was instantly beaten to pieces.

    Brains and blood flowed all over the floor. Yang Feng's eyes were full of indifference: "The third magical skill of a warrior is armor piercing." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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