"Dear brothers, our task today is to eat, drink and have fun. Let me get crazy, don't take care of it!"

roar!

Stopped in the bustling streets, everyone present was eager to try and wanted to experience the rich life of the divine world. With Yang Feng shouted, everyone howled excitedly and rushed to the surrounding shops like crazy.

Only Tang Ling stayed by Yang Feng's side in fear, wondering what this big brother was selling.

Yang Feng looked at him evilly: "Yohe, he is worthy of being a second-generation official. It's different from those who have never seen the world. Why don't you look down on the venue here?"

"King Yang Sheng, don't hang me like this. How do you deal with me? Is it good to give me a happy ending? Don't always make me so scared. It's really more uncomfortable than death, alas."

"Treat you?"

With a smile, Yang Feng said without comment: "Why should I deal with you?"

"What, aren't you going to settle the score with me?"

"I didn't plan to do it."

Shrugging indifferently, Yang Feng laughed and said, "Saint King Shura, don't be so worried, I won't do anything bad for you. Although there are some internal conflicts between our Seven Saint Kings, in my opinion, they are all playing houses.

What a thing. We are all adults, and it is better to resolve enemies than to make them. This time I will take you to have fun together, just take the opportunity to communicate with you. We don’t have much grudge, right? Don’t be so worried.”

Um...

Unable to stop being stunned, Tang Ling looked at Yang Feng deeply and nodded lightly: "Saint King Yang, I didn't expect that you have such a broad mind. You used to judge a gentleman's ambition by the heart of a villain."

"Hi, it's nothing. I'm often misunderstood anyway. We are classmates. How can we have a big grudge? Let's relax. Let's have fun with us today, hahaha!"

He laughed at the sky, and Yang Feng looked open and cheerful.

Seeing that he was so open and honest, Tang Ling felt more and more relaxed in his guardianship.

At this time, a group of little brothers came back listlessly, and Yang Feng was stunned: "Why are they all looking depressed? Are you having fun?"

"Only see but not touch, alas!"

"It's hard to go anywhere without money!"

"Evil capitalism, tsk!"

...

Everyone pursed their mouths, and Yang Feng immediately understood.

They are still interns now. Although they have already been interns at Sidao, they have never

If you have received a salary, you will naturally not be able to spend money in the divine realm.

However, it is not yet time for him to solve the problem of shortage of funds in this gang. Zhong Lihun, Chang Yanyan, and Jin Shiyuan, the cadres in the gang have returned home with a lot of money.

Chang Yanyan bought a few beautiful sets of magic armors, Jin Shiyuan carried two magic weapons to show off the market, and Zhong Lihun walked over happily with several popular Fengyue magazines in the world...

"Hey hey hey, do you have money? Shopping so unscrupulously?"

Yang Feng asked hurriedly, and Zhong Lihun shrugged disinterestedly: "Brother Feng, as second-generation officials, do we still need to pay for procurement? Of course, we have to write a blank sheet!"

"That's right, if you don't make white slips, then how can you be an official be a good person? As the second generation of officials in the divine realm, we never spend money when we go out!"

"We don't know how many white strips we have made now. We never thought about returning them anyway, hehehe."

"If these businesses dare to ask for accounts, we will ask someone to check their business licenses, fire management, tax evasion and other messy things. They can always find them bankrupt. They dare to ask for nothing, hehehe!"

...

The four second-generation officials were smiling evilly, Yang Feng rubbed his chin and nodded: "Okay, you four will take your brothers to write white slips now, eat, drink, and have fun. The important thing is to make your brothers happy.

Do you understand?"

"Yes, Brother Feng!"

After arguing, Zhong Lihun and his cadres immediately led their own team and began to plunder these businesses in a crazy way.

In an instant, the merchants in the entire Evil God area were in a panic, and they let these second-generation officials rob and rob, and they dared not speak out.

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

"I?"

"Yes, have fun with everyone. They are all classmates, so let's enhance their relationship."

Yang Feng's face was full of kindness. Tang Ling thought about it and couldn't help but agree.

So Yang Feng had another second-generation official team under his command, and five evil dragons swept across the entire commercial street, causing everyone to be in chaos.

Yang Feng was watching from the side, with a mysterious splendor flashing in his eyes.

After three hours, when the brothers were having fun, Yang Feng took them to the magical gambling shop run by his daughter.

As soon as Zhong Lihun and others entered, they extorted arrogantly and said, "Who is the boss? Take out all your chips for me. We want to use credit..."

"Uncle Yang!"

Suddenly, Hen Wushuang's face turned happy and looked at Yang Feng. Zhong Lihun's voice suddenly became hoarse and he could no longer speak.

Uh...Uncle? Is this Brother Feng’s property?

"Wushuang, long time no see, how are you lately?"

Yang Feng raised his lips and immediately took two steps, came to Hen Wushuang, and patted her little head affectionately.

Hen Wushuang nodded obediently: "Since the last time Uncle Yang set up this gambling shop for me, I have never had to be displaced again. By the way, how did you come today? I brought so many people? What are you doing

ah?"

Sure enough, this is Feng Ge’s industry.

After slapping his mouth twice, Zhong Lihun, who originally had nostrils facing the sky, immediately lowered his figure and smiled and said, "We will make some contributions to the GDP of your gambling house today and want to exchange some chips. But I'm too anxious to go out

, I didn't bring any cash, so why don't you pay for the goods? Brothers, I just snatched up... uh, I bought all the things I bought from various merchants and exchanged them for chips to make some contribution to Brother Feng's store

. ""

"What contributions are you doing? I didn't bring you here to bet."

He shook his head with a smile, Yang Feng looked at Hen Wushuang and said, "How much liquidity is there? I borrow a little of it from uncle, and I will definitely repay it in the future."

"Uncle Yang, what are you saying? This gambling house was originally given to me by you. Just take as much as you want. Gao Jin, how much money does our gambling house have?"

"Regarding the words of the boss and Lord Yang, our gambling house now has a soul contract of 1.2 billion."

"Okay, give me 200 million."

Nodded slightly, Yang Feng leaned into He Wushuang's ears again and said, "Shuangshuang, you can help me with something later..."

"Okay, okay, okay, don't worry..."

Hen Wushuang nodded repeatedly, and after everything was explained, Yang Feng left here with his men.

An hour later, Yang Feng and his younger brothers came to a huge manor that could not be seen at all and could not even cover his spiritual sense. Four big words were written on the top of the gate, the Seventh World!

This is the headquarters of the Evil God Alliance, covering an area of ​​more than 100 mortal planes. Each plane operates a business, both black and white are all in the world.

There are amusement parks dedicated to children and family entertainment, as well as casinos dedicated to the huge gambling industry, and these territories are calculated based on planes.

In other words, a plane is a casino.
Chapter completed!