Chapter 68: Hapless killer

President, are you satisfied with this place? "
Seeing Yang Feng's twinkling eyes, Patriarch Yin leaned over slightly and said with a chuckle.
Taking a deep breath, Yang Feng slowly raised a fist.
When Patriarch Yin saw it, he didn't know why: Chairman, you are..."
Give me ten more sets! "
puff!
A mouthful of old blood almost didn't come out, and all the Patriarchs who were present were absolutely defeated.
The president of this girl is greedy enough, a big house is not enough, and there are ten more?
But how do they know that as a city with super high housing prices from the earth, the biggest hope in their hearts is the house, and the more the better.
It is a symbol of wealth, status, and power.
Men can work poorly, look ugly, and behave badly, but they must have a house, otherwise the sow won't marry you and will have to be a bachelor for a lifetime.
This is probably the deepest pain in the hearts of modern women.
So now that Yang Feng has finally developed, the first thing is to stock up the house, no matter what the use of so many rooms, anyway, his heart is full of accomplishment.
Seeing these dumbfounded family owners, Yang Feng raised his brows: Why, no? "
Yes, we have as many suites as the president wants. Even if it doesn't, it can be built now, and the president is guaranteed to be satisfied. "Busy nodded, everyone said in unison.
Yang Feng smiled cheerfully after listening.
Then, Old Man Tu laughed: Okay, it's getting late. We arranged a reception banquet for the president in the best restaurant in the capital. President Yang, please. "
Oh, do you still have to go to the restaurant to meet the wind banquet? "
With a frown, Yang Feng looked around at his new yard, and muttered: Can't they let them move all the food and drinks here? I happened to live in this new house, and I haven't had a lot of fun. This reception banquet is my housewarming celebration. Let’s have fun with me. "
OK, no problem, I call all the cooks there to cook, hahaha! "
Father Tu is a happy man, he directly agreed and sent someone to make arrangements.
Soon, all the top chefs of the mansion arrived at Yang Mansion and began to cook delicious food. Patriarchs of the various families also sent the gifts they had prepared to the Yang family's new house one after another, and everyone laughed and greeted each other.
Until nightfall, everyone was drunk, and when it fell, a dark shadow appeared silently in a dark corner of the hall.
Huh!
The black shadow wriggled, and a figure covered in black appeared, with cold eyes, staring at a bunch of unconscious old men in front of him, and swept them one by one.
In the end, his gaze settled on the first place in the middle of the hall, and Yang Feng, whose head was tilted up, was snoring by Harazi.
It'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, confirmed it, and his eyes showed disdain.
He is a dead white tiger who specializes in assassination work for his master. He has never failed. He is a man like a of death. There are countless dignitaries and noble families who died at his hands.
This time, I don't know why, the master actually ordered such a stinky hairy boy to kill him.
But it's not their business, they just have to follow orders.
But even so, he still feels that assassinating such a small person is really too big for him.
Kill the chicken with a sledge-knife, he could kill this kid if he wanted to.
call out!
Thinking like this, the man drew a silver needle from his waist, with a green light shining on it.
This is a poisonous needle stained with the venom of a Tier 3 peak monster, the ghost face flame spider. As long as it is pierced by this needle, the warlord is absolutely dead, and even the master of the warlord will feel the flames and lose half of his life.
This kid...hehe, he will definitely burp instantly.
It's a pity that this poison of mine is used to deal with masters, and it was actually wasted on this kid. But who asked him to be the president of the Huai'an Prefecture Chamber of Commerce, it is better to be more concealed.
An evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the man stuffed the poisonous needle into a steel pipe, and then blew it in the direction of Yang Feng.
puff!
The emerald green poison needle was piercing Yang Feng's neck. Yang Feng screamed and patted his neck.
Seeing this, the assassin smiled triumphantly, turned and left.
The task is completed, the goal has been removed.
Oops, there are mosquitoes! "
However, before he could take a step, he heard Yang Feng mutter behind him, and he stiffened in an instant.
Then, he turned his head back abruptly, and saw Yang Feng actually yawned, stood up very bachelor, and walked outside the house in a daze, without incident.
How could this be possible, that is the poison that even Zhanwang can poison me, seeing the blood seal his throat, he is completely fine?
The killer was dumbfounded, his face twitched, and 10,000 heads of grass ran across his heart.
Why... Could it be that this poison has expired?
It shouldn't be. It was only refined last month, and its poisonous properties are stored for 50 years.
If you don't understand, the person doesn't think again.
He is a killer, a dead man of white tiger. I've never missed anything for the master, and I won't be this time.
What does it matter if the poison is not dead? Lao Tzu killed him himself.
Huh!
With that said, the killer quickly took out a sharp dagger and hurriedly followed Yang Feng.
Yang Feng dangled, drowsy in his new house, muttering in his mouth: "Mom sells batches, the big house is good, but it's easy to get lost." Damn, where is the toilet? Why haven't we arrived after walking for so long? Should I go to the toilet and have to fight? "
Forget it, let's make it easy in the garden. "
Looking left but not finding it, Yang Feng looked around and there was no one, so he simply untied his pants behind the rockery in the garden to make it easier.
Wow!
The clear stream dipped into the fertile soil, Yang Feng held the rockery next to him with one hand, his face was full of comfort.
The assassin approached him quietly from behind, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
This dagger is made of cold iron and fine gold, and is the tenth best broken bone blade on the list of murderous soldiers. It is extremely sharp. Even if the master of the war king, without the armor of the war soldier, he will pass through his chest and kill with one blow.
Such a magic weapon, now actually used to kill such a hairy boy, really humiliated its reputation.
But it doesn't matter, it is its greatest honor to complete the task of the master.
Thinking about this, the killer with a grinning smile touched Yang Feng's back, and then dropped the knife in his hand, slashing it across Yang Feng's neck, simply and neatly.
finished!
The corner of his mouth curled up, and the killer turned around leisurely, with a trace of jealousy, strode away.
After the matter is gone, he will hide his merit and fame.
But when I heard a murmur from behind, something hit my neck just now, maybe it was a bug. Alas, 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?
The body couldn't stop shaking, the assassin suddenly completely doubted life, took the dagger in his hand and took a closer look, and he was surprised.