Lord of the Night

Feng Xiangdong lay on the ground limply, his chest no longer even wanting to rise and breathe.

There is no real life without love.

Depressed as death.

To be honest, even Fang Che had not expected this result. After all, when Feng Xiangdong participated in the king-level battle, he was the second-largest figure just below himself!

That is truly under one person.

The result is here... This is no longer a ship capsized in the gutter, but an aircraft carrier directly capsized in the gutter!

This sense of violation made Fang Chedu stunned and speechless for a long time.

"Feng Xiangdong, you... tsk... you really didn't expect this."

Feng Xiangdong, who was lying on the ground, covered his face. Ten toes curled up tightly...

With the announcement of the captain's appointment.

Under the complicated eyes of the seven brothers, squad leader Fang Che walked solemnly to the front of the Grand Master's chair.

He took over the appointment of captain and put on the captain's uniform.

Wearing the captain's collar and armband,

Put on a big cloak.

He sat calmly on the Taishi chair.

It was as solemn and solemn as a new emperor ascending the throne.

"Subordinate Mo Ganyun, Sing in the Rain...Feng Xiangdong...see the captain!"

The seven people neatly clasped their fists and saluted.

Fang Che looked reserved, smiled faintly, and raised his right hand: "Comrades, please stand up. From now on, we will be brothers in the trenches, patrolling the work. This is a big matter, and it involves the face of the guardians. I hope that all colleagues can do their best." Let’s help each other and work together to share the glory.”

"My subordinates, thank you very much, Captain. We will work together and follow the Captain's lead in everything!"

Everyone bowed their hands at the same time.

Fang Che smiled.

Then the captaincy ceremony ends.

Then there was.

"Little brother Mo Ganyun, Sing in the Rain, Dongyun Jade... Feng Xiangdong pays homage to eldest brother!"

This time, Fang Che couldn't sit still.

Instead, he stood up immediately: "Brothers, please stand up..."

Seven people stood up at the same time: "Boss Fang!"

"Hello, brothers."

Then Mo Ganyun stepped forward to receive the prayer.

The six of them said together: "Brother Mo!"

"Okay, okay..."

"Brother Yu!"

Singing in the Rain’s eyes can no longer be found.

Although he lost to Mo Ganyun, this kind of thing is too normal. The outcome of the previous competition between the two was only 50-50, so he no longer cared about it. The most important thing is... taking in three new younger brothers made Yu Zhongge's heart explode with excitement.

Especially those two who belong to the three major families of Feng Yuxue...

Singing in the Rain's voice trembled: "...Um, Lao Qi, and Xiao Ba, you two still need to make progress..."

Xue Wanren and Feng Xiangdong contorted their faces, wishing they could pull Yu Zhongge down and beat her into a ball of mud on the spot, stuff it into her buttocks and then spurt it out!

However, there is no other way. In full view of everyone, I am willing to admit defeat.

"Yes, third brother taught me a lesson."

"Wow hahaha..." Yu Zhongge's eyebrows also disappeared: "In the future, third brother will often urge you and occasionally visit your home..."

Home visit…

Feng Xiangdong and Xue Wanren's face turned pale: "Third brother, please have mercy... Boss Fang, help me... But please don't let him visit your home..."

"I'm hungry, okay..."

Dong Yunyu paid homage to her three elder brothers and began to accept worship from her younger brothers.

He straightened his waist and protruded his belly, looking lively, shaking his head and wagging his tail.

"Xiaoqi and Xiaoba, especially you two, please don't embarrass fourth brother in the future. Hey, it's still too weak to say the least. Tell me about you. You have been doing nothing for so many years and you haven't eaten anything. Come on...why...tsk tsk...is this like this? Hehe, if you don't understand anything in the future, please come and ask me for advice. You fourth brother, I know everything about astronomy, geography, nine streams, five elements, and the court. All in all, in short, be humble, be humble..."

"This kind of bragging and pretentiousness has to be judged by different people. For example, Xiaoba... tell me what you are doing today..."

Dong Yunyu pointed out Jiangshan and scolded Fang Qiu.

Xue Wanren and Feng Xiangdong listened with their heads down and held back their anger at first, but they couldn't help it anymore.

He rushed forward and knocked the fresh and hot fourth brother to the ground and beat him hard.

"The hell you're not done yet..."

Despite the farce, the brothers and subordinates here have finally made their decision.

Basically, everyone is happy.

Occasionally there are two or three who are dissatisfied, but the minority obeys the majority. Besides... I have the lowest combat power, what right do I have to say?

It's over, the truth is out.

Zhao Shanhe stood up and was about to run, but the old man grabbed him: "You haven't fulfilled your bet yet!"

Fang Che also rushed up quickly: "Chief Commander..."

He rubbed his hands with a look of embarrassment on his face: "Oh, I didn't expect that...here, where can I get the bet if I win?"

Zhao Shanhe's stomach was bulging, his eyes were swollen and he had toothache on his face: "...I'm sorry..."

Next to him, the treasurer responsible for paying the bets was crying.

"Can you please give me some mercy..." Zhao Shanhe said in a low voice.

"Chief..."

Fang Che stared in shock: "You are from the Southeast Headquarters..."

"Stop! Stop talking!"

Zhao Shanhe's face was as black as coal: "Give it to him!"

The chief financial officer looked helpless: "But then it would be all out of pocket..."

“You can’t default on your debt even if you’ve already spent all your money.”

Zhao Shanhe said something with a dark face and stormed away.

When I walked out of the inspection room, I became dejected.

Damn it, I made history.

The first chief executive who lost his ass in a gambling game.

The chief financial officer looked confused.

Damn it, labor and management have suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck following you as the chief financial officer. Every once in a while, the rats in the warehouse at the headquarters are so hungry that they cry...

"I'll bet you on these first. The total is 2,600 top grade. The remaining 6,400 will come to me in the finance department later."

The treasurer looked gloomy.

"Then I...must have a certificate, right?" Fang Che was very smart.

If I don't get a certificate now, I'm afraid I won't even be able to get in through your financial gate. In this way, labor and management know more than you...

The chief financial officer wrote a note to Fang Che sadly, and with Fang Che's warm thanks, he left with a sigh.

Damn it, I originally wanted to make some money today.

In the end, all my money was lost...Zhao Shanhe, you bitch!

After you finish this year, you can find another financial chief. I won't serve you anymore. Look for whomever you like!

I don’t care about the financial chief who has nothing to do but mend holes every day to protect himself from thunder!

Everyone in the Southeast Headquarters calls me the God of Wealth when they meet me, but who knew that labor and management are the poorest people in the world!

Over there, Fang Che immediately went to negotiate with several captains, get to know each other, and receive the team's mission and responsibilities and other related matters.

Feng Xiangdong and others gathered together to talk.

Some people were smiling, and some were sighing.

Especially when Feng Xiangdong thought about how he behaved yesterday and booked a luxurious banquet for a month... he felt so regretful that his intestines were swollen.

And Mo Ganyun remembered that he had to decorate Fang Che's house...

Everyone else also remembered that yesterday all seven people had agreed to treat each other for a month.

As a result, Boss Fang didn't line up at all. He just ate and drank for free. Even the decoration of the house was taken care of by Mo Ganyun...

This bastard kept talking about how poor he was yesterday, but today he just threw out a thousand top-quality spiritual crystals!

What a wealth this is!

And he actually won today!

A total of eight thousand top-quality spiritual crystals!

The total is nine thousand!

Make money here inside and out!

I couldn't help but sigh.

"Stop talking...I feel bad..."

Feng Xiangdong clutched his chest, feeling the pain in his heart and speechless: "If what happened today is reported back to my family, I'm afraid it will be even more embarrassing than the King of Shit..."

As soon as he said these words, Xue Wanren's face suddenly became even more uncomfortable than Feng Xiangdong's: "I'm already upset, but you actually mentioned the "Shit King" one more time..."

Yu Zhongge coughed and said, "I'm afraid you have forgotten that the Shit King was created by Boss Fang."

Suddenly Xue Wanren's eyes widened.

Yes, how could I forget this?

"But I was the first to call out the name Shit King." Dong Yunyu said proudly.

"..."

Xue Wanren immediately collapsed: "What kind of team have I joined! They are all enemies of my family!"

This sentence is really correct.

At the time of the martial arts competition, Yu Zhongge and others' Tianzun brigade was the sworn enemy of Xue Wanshi. The title of Shit King came about precisely because people like Song in the Rain acted as inducements...

In any case, the eight-member team has been formed.

It is impossible to exit, and it should be impossible to add people midway!

As the conversation continued, Dong Yunyu somehow said something that was ridiculed by the crowd: "A bunch of rubbish!"

So he was beaten up by a group of people again.

But surprisingly, they slowly blended together.

Dong Yunyu felt comfortable even after being beaten. Why? Because Feng Xiangdong and Xue Wanren. It’s so cool to have these two people under me!

The eldest son of Feng Yuxue’s direct bloodline!

"Jiejiejiejie..."

Dong Yunyu's laughter never stopped.

Because every time Feng Xiangdong and Xue Wanren heard this kind of laughter, their teeth itched with hatred...

So Dong Yunyu simply changed his signature "Haha" to "Jie Jie"...

Wait wait wait.

Fang Che finally came back.

"Vice Captain, you take Xiaoqi and Xiaoba to the logistics to collect all the expenses."

Fang Che threw out a note.

Mo Ganyun stood up with a roar and laughed loudly: "Xiaoqi Xiaoba, follow me!"

Feng Xiangdong and Xue Wanren followed dejectedly.

Come back after collecting your things.

Fang Che called a meeting back to his team's office.

Everyone is wearing standard patrol clothes, and everyone is straight and straight.

Very energetic.

They are all high-level warriors, and the injuries caused by the blow are no longer visible. Well, Dong Yunyu's face is still bruised, but it was just beaten and has not had time to heal.

On the table are eight patrol rules.

"quiet!"

Fang Che patted the table seriously, and there was silence.

"Let me say a few words."

Fang Che said calmly with a straight face: "Brothers are brothers, and fun is fun, but work is work, and responsibilities are responsibilities! If anyone can't tell this clearly, don't blame me for being rude!"

Captain Fang's show of force has begun!