Alien God System

"Dear brothers, our task today is to eat, drink and have fun, make me crazy, don't go around!"

Roar! Stopping on the bustling street, everyone present was already eager to try, and wanted to experience the life of the gods. When Yang Feng shouted, everyone screamed excitedly, and rushed to the surrounding shops like crazy.

Only Tang Ling stayed beside Yang Feng in fear, not knowing what medicine this elder brother sold in the gourd.

Yang Feng looked at him evilly: "Yeah, you deserve to be the second generation of officials, it's different from those who have never seen the world.

Why, look down on the venue here? "

"Yang Shengwang, don't hang me like this.

How on earth are you going to deal with me, give me a happy one, don’t keep making me so scared, it’s harder than death, alas. "

"To deal with you?"

With a slight smile, Yang Feng said nonchalantly: "Why should I deal with you?"

"Why, don't you plan to settle the account with me?"

"I didn't plan to do it."

Shrugging indifferently, Yang Feng laughed and said, "Holy King Shura, don't be so nervous, I won't be against you casually.

Although there are some contradictions within our Seven Sage Kings, in my opinion, they are all play stuff.

Everyone is an adult.

This time I brought you to play together, just to take the opportunity to communicate with you, we don't have much hatred, right?

Don't be so worried. "

Hmm...can't help being dumbfounded, Tang Ling took a deep look at Yang Feng and nodded lightly: "Sheng Wang, you don't expect you to have such a broad mind. You used to treat a gentleman like a villain before."

"Hi, it's nothing, anyway, I am often misunderstood.

We are classmates, what can we have a grudge against, relax, and have fun with us today, hahaha! "

Yang Tian laughed, Yang Feng looked upright and hearty.

Seeing him so open and upright, Tang Ling became more and more relaxed.

At this moment, a group of young boys came back listlessly, and Yang Feng was taken aback: "Why are they all looking depressed and unhappy, are you not having fun?"

"It can only be seen but not touched, alas!"

"Without money, it's hard to get anywhere!"

"Evil capitalism, tsk tsk!"

...Everyone was squeezed, and Yang Feng understood immediately.

They are still interns now. Although they have already practiced in Sidao, they have never received a salary, so naturally they can't consume in the gods.

But it is not waiting for him to solve the problem of the shortage of funds in the gang. The cadres of Zhong Lihun, Chang Yanyan, and Jin Shiyuan have already returned with a lot of money.

Chang Yanyan bought a few beautiful sets of **** armor, Jin Shiyuan carried two **** soldiers and swaggered through the market, and Zhong Lihun walked over comfortably with a few popular mortal magazines... "Hey hey, you have Money?

Shopping so unscrupulously? "

Yang Feng hurriedly asked, Zhong Lihun shrugged disapprovingly: "Brother Feng, as the second generation of officials, do we still need to pay for purchases?

Of course it's a white stripe! "

"That is, when an official doesn't fight for nothing, then being an official is a fart?

As the second generation of gods, we never spend money when we go out! "

"We don't know how many white bars we hit now. Anyway, we never thought of paying it back, hehehe."

"If these businesses dare to ask for an account, we will ask them to check their business licenses, fire management, tax evasion, and other messy things, and we can always check them out of bankruptcy. They dare to ask for a fart, jiejiejie!"

...The four second generation officials were smiling evilly, Yang Feng rubbed his chin and nodded clearly: "Okay, the four of you will take your brothers to play baitiao now. You can eat, drink, and play anything. The important thing is to make the brothers happy. Okay, understand?"

"Yes, Brother Feng!"

Deciding to nod his head, Zhong Lihun and the cadres immediately led a team, and began a frenzied plunder of these businesses.

In a short time, the merchants in the entire Cthulhu District were bombed, letting these second-generation officials rob and rob them, daring to be angry but not speaking.

Yang Feng smiled with satisfaction, then turned to look at Tang Ling beside him and said, "Brother, you should also take a team."

"I?"

"Yeah, have fun with everyone. They are all classmates. Let's increase your relationship."

Yang Feng's face was full of kindness, Tang Ling thought for a while, but the hospitality was difficult, so he agreed.

So Yang Feng added a second-generation official team, and five evil dragons swept the entire commercial street, causing everyone to jump around.

Yang Feng was watching from the side, with mysterious spirits in his eyes.

After three hours, when the brothers were all happily playing, Yang Feng took them to the Shenmiao Gambling House opened by his daughter.

As soon as Zhong Lihun and the others entered, they arrogantly blackmailed: "Who is the boss, give me all your chips, we want to credit..." "Uncle Yang!"

Suddenly, Heng Wu double-faced joy, looking at Yang Feng, Zhong Lihun's throat became hoarse, and he could no longer speak.

Uh... uncle?

This is Brother Feng's property?

"Wushuang, long time no see, how have you been recently?"

The corner of Yang Feng's mouth curled up, and he immediately walked two steps before he came to Heng Wufang and patted her little head affectionately.

Heng Wushuang nodded very obediently: "Since Uncle Yang set aside this gambling house for me last time, I no longer have to drift away.

By the way, why did you come today?

Bring so many people?

What are you going to do? "

Sure enough, this is Brother Feng's industry.

After slapped his mouth twice, Zhong Lihun, who originally had an upturned nostril, immediately put down his figure and said with a bright smile: "We are making some contribution to the GDP of your gambling house today, and want to change some bargaining chips.

It's just that I was too eager to go out and didn't bring cash.

Brothers, take what you just snatched...Uh, what you bought from various businesses, and use them all to exchange them for chips to make some contribution to Brother Feng's shop. "

"What contribution? I didn't bring you here to gamble."

Shaking his head with a smile, Yang Feng looked at Hen Wushuang and said: "How much liquidity do you have here, borrow a little from uncle, uncle will definitely pay it back in the future."

"Uncle Yang, what are you talking about? You originally gave this gambling house to me.

Just take as much as you want.

Gaojin, how much money do we have in our gambling shop? "

"Back to the boss and Master Yang, our gambling house now has a soul contract of 1.2 billion."

"Well, give me 200 million."

He nodded slightly, and Yang Feng drew another style into Heng Wushuang's ear and said: "Shuangshuang, you will do something for me later..." "Okay, ok, okay, don't worry..." Heng Wushuang nodded repeatedly, waiting for everything to be explained. Later, Yang Feng left here with his troops.

An hour later, Yang Feng brought a group of younger brothers to a huge manor that couldn't even be covered by God's consciousness. The top of the gate was written with four characters, the seventh world! This is the headquarters of the Cthulhu Alliance. It occupies more than a hundred mortal planes, and each plane runs a business, black and white.

There are amusement parks dedicated to children and the whole family, and there are also casinos that specialize in the huge gambling industry, and these sites are calculated by plane.

In other words, a plane is a casino.

Yang Feng's real purpose for bringing the kids here this time is just for one, to hit the ground!