Mass Transmigration: I Have an Armory

Few civilians in [Untitled City] dare to speak ill of the Zhao family.

Even though the Zhao family had evacuated Untitled City and emptied the entire city of supplies before evacuating, they still did not dare to say anything.

In this world, the gap between people is too great, and class solidification is serious.

A high-level strong man has absolute power of life and death.

The civilians were wronged and could only break their teeth and swallow it in their stomachs.

So Nanfeng temporarily transferred more than 200 extras from Nancheng to come and play small roles.

In the city lord's palace of [Untitled City], Nan Feng, Su Zeran, and Yan Shuangying were having a meeting.

The Yan family has renovated and renovated the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion. The most basic tables, chairs, benches, teapots, cups, etc. are already there.

Nan Feng took a sip of tea and said, "If this live broadcast is held a few more times, the hearts of the people will be with the Yan family, and the Zhao family will soon become a street rat that everyone calls for beating."

Yan Shuangying frowned slightly and observed Nanfeng with his peripheral vision.

Su Zeran said: "I have transferred a large amount of supplies from Nancheng, which is enough for the people of Wutitle City to feed them for two or three days. The head of the Yan family still needs to find a way for the rest of the supplies."

Temporarily mobilizing supplies is a troublesome matter, and the Yan family needs time to prepare.

Nanfeng could only take out Nancheng's supplies first, because the chosen ones could trade thousands of miles away without the need for human transportation, which was very convenient.

Of course, this resource will also have to be reimbursed by Yan Shuangying.

"Master Yan? Master Yan? Are you listening to me?"

Seeing that Yan Shuangying ignored him, Su Zeran called him twice.

"Uh, huh?" Yan Shuangying came back to his senses, sat up straight and nodded repeatedly, "No problem, our Yan family is already working hard to distribute the resources, and the first batch of resources is expected to arrive the day after tomorrow."

Nanfeng nodded: "Okay, once Untitled City gets on track, I will lead my brothers to attack the next city."

Today, the Zhao family only has two territories left: [Wuhai City] and [Wuguang City].

In terms of distance, [Wuhai City] is closer to [Untitled City], but Yan Shuangying said that it is the Zhao family's home base, and the defensive force must be very strong, and there may be a desperate counterattack by the Yan family.

So Nanfeng thought of taking a small detour first and knocking down the [Sunless City].

As for the last [Wuhai City], Nanfeng is not in a hurry.

He planned to put the Zhao family and the Sakura people to death for ten days and a half, and then take them down in one fell swoop when they relaxed their vigilance a little.

This can reduce casualties in Nancheng.

"So that's the end of today's meeting? Dismissed."

Nanfeng clapped his hands and announced that this brief meeting was over.

Yan Shuangying seemed a little preoccupied and left the city lord's palace hall absentmindedly.

"Nanfeng, have you noticed that the head of the Yan family seems to have been observing you?" Su Zeran lowered his voice and said after Yan Shuangying left.

"I found it." Nanfeng nodded slowly.

He now has extremely high mental power and extremely keen perception. How could he not notice Yan Shuangying peeking at him?

But he couldn't figure out why Yan Shuangying was peeking at him?

It can’t be...

Impossible, impossible, Yan Shuangying is full of children and grandchildren, there is no such thing.

What could be the reason?

Nan Feng fell into deep contemplation.

"Dad! I'm coming back...eh? Isn't my dad here?"

A young and beautiful figure jumped in from outside the door, it was Yan Nujiao.

She looked around the hall and didn't see Yan Shuangying. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed: "She's not here? I also want him to comment on my most popular outfit in another world..."

Hearing this, Nan Feng raised his head and glanced at Yan Nujiao, and was suddenly stunned.

Damn it?

I saw Yan Nujiao’s white camisole sports vest + high-waisted stretch denim shorts, with a khaki long windbreaker on top, plus a black [Nancheng Shijia] with letters, and a 100% restored Valentino, it looked perfect A great beauty from the new era who takes off her clothes!

Oh my God, a certain style blogger came out of his mobile phone?

Nanfeng said speechlessly: "We haven't seen each other for a long time, who made it like this for you?"

"Sister Youran." Yan Nujiao spread her hands, turned around naturally, and said proudly, "How are you doing? Does it look good?"

Nanfeng scratched his head: "It looks good, but your style of painting... doesn't fit in with this world."

The streets outside are full of ancient costumes. You look so modern in your clothes, okay?

"Doesn't it match?" Yan Nujiao frowned, "Sister Youran said that everyone in Nancheng is dressed like this."

Nanfeng knew that Nancheng's clothing industry was developing rapidly.

Because it’s too troublesome to put on ancient costumes, and it takes me a long time to take off my pants just to pull them up.

How can the lazy people in Nancheng stand this?

They assembled a very basic sewing machine a few months ago and started mass-producing various pants, shirts, underwear, and underwear.

But Nanfeng doesn’t know that Nancheng’s clothing industry is developing so fast?

Even the black stockings with letters have been trimmed out...

Can this thing be sold?

Yan Nujiao showed off in front of the two of them for a while, then left the city lord's mansion to find Yan Shuangying.

2000% return rate along the way!

The Yan family temporarily acquired a large courtyard in [Untitled City] as a temporary residence.

At this time, Yan Shuangying, who had just returned from the City Lord's Mansion, was sitting in the courtyard, holding an exquisite teacup in his hand, frowning in thought.

"Strange, Lord Nanfeng clearly told me that he doesn't like tea..."

"But why is he drinking it all the time today? Is today's tea better than my Yan family's tea?"

"No, it's impossible. My Yan family's tea is the best in the world."

"Lord Nanfeng must have been possessed by someone. Is it the Dream God or the Emperor?"

"By the way, a pocket watch cult appeared in the empire some time ago. I heard that its leader's hypnotic skills are extremely powerful."

"Could it be that Lord Nanfeng was hypnotized?"

"No, I have to ask that kid named Xiao Luo..."

(On what a mature man thinks when he is absent-minded)

Before he walked out of the door, the Yan family manager rushed in from outside in a panic and almost bumped into Yan Shuangying.

"What are you doing in a panic? Did you step on dog shit?" Yan Shuangying said unhappily.

"No, no." The Yan family steward took two deep breaths and said with a sad face, "Master, it's the young lady, the young lady..."

"What! Jiaojiao?" Yan Shuangying's pupils shrank sharply, and the terrifying aura in his body burst out instantly, blowing the gate of the courtyard away.

"What did you say about Jiaojiao?"

The Yan family steward looked at Yan Shuangying with horror, and retreated repeatedly, fearing that Yan Shuangying would punch him to death in anger.

"Master, the young lady is fine, she just... just wore strange clothes."

Oh, I thought Jiaojiao was killed... Yan Shuangying's momentum dissipated instantly, and he rolled his eyes.

"You, you, you have been with me for decades, when will you learn to calm down?" Yan Shuangying pointed at the steward and chuckled, "Jiaojiao is cheerful and wears strange clothes... Yan! Nu! Jiao!!!"

He was halfway through his words when he saw Yan Nujiao, wearing black silk stockings, jumping across the street.

The people on both sides of the street stared straight!

"How shameful! How shameful!!!"

Yan Shuangying's eyebrows were raised in anger.

The Yan family's steward saw this and tiptoed away.

He was afraid that Yan Shuangying would punch him to death in extreme anger.