Quiet, as quiet as death! When everyone saw that the boss had kneeled down like this, they no longer had the intention of resisting. They all deflated, knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy.

Yang Feng didn't look at them, but just said coldly: "Is it just a matter of verbal effort?"

Touch! With a loud bang, Yang Feng just waved his long knife and the entire gambling table broke instantly, and the soul contract on the table immediately spread all over the floor.

Eight of them were blank, unbiased and floating in front of the eight people.

When his body shook, Gao Jin raised his head with a difficult face, looked at the contract in front of him that determined his future destiny. He had no choice but to close his eyes and raise his hand to make his soul mark on it.

Seeing this, the other seven people had no choice but to carve the soul marks on them.

At this point, these eight people became Yang Feng's evil god slaves! "Wu Shuang, are you okay? Mom is here to save you!"

At this time, Meiba hurried to Hen Wushuang to help her unlock the ban, but Hen Wushuang didn't even look at her, just staring at Yang Feng, who had been calm from beginning to end, couldn't move his eyes for a long time.

This is a big shot, a strong aura.

Once He Wushuang was born, his family was in a dilemma. He had never seen any big scenes, a top figure who was tall and above.

Yang Feng's ability to shake up a group of vicious brothers with a few words can shock her, and her eyes were filled with admiration.

She hadn't reacted until Yang Feng put away the contracts and walked closer to the mother and mother.

"Character, that... the child is fine?"

For the first time facing this daughter he never knew, Yang Feng changed his calmness and became a little nervous.

The charming man glanced at him fiercely, ignored him, took He Wushuang's hand and walked out.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Feng was puzzled and hurriedly stopped him and said suspiciously.

A thick air spurted out from his nostrils, and Charming glared at him with hatred: "What's wrong with you?"

Shuang'er was in danger just now, did you just ignore it?"

"Character, don't worry, everything is under my control, and they can't hurt her."

"What if I get hurt?"

Looking at him resentfully, Charming's eyes were a little red and swollen, and he said angrily: "What's wrong with you letting them go just now?"

Do you have to surrender to them?

What's the use of you conquering them eight?"

"Of course it's useful. At least, eight of them can protect you!"

ah?

The charming bald man was puzzled, and Yang Feng didn't say much, but handed over the contract of the billion souls and the eight evil gods in his hand to unknown Hen Wushuang, murmured: "That... kid, you can hold these, this gambling house is yours, and those eight bastards will be yours in the future. You can do whatever you want.

It’s not easy to get involved in the evil god circle, take good care of yourself!”

Uh! My body was slightly stagnant, and Hen Wushuang's hand was forced to be blocked by this large number of soul contracts that she could not even dream of, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Faced with Yang Feng's generous gift, she didn't know what to say, so she could only look at Charmaine in confusion and murmured: "Mom, this person is...will you introduce it?"

"He..." After hesitating for a moment, Meiba realized that Yang Feng had to conquer the eight evil gods. He turned out to be a bodyguard for his daughter. The resentment towards him in his heart just now suddenly decreased by half.

However, now that his daughter asked about his identity, Meiba didn't know how to speak for a while.

After all, she always cursed her father in front of her daughter and refused to die well. Her daughter's hatred for her father is probably even better than her.

Now I suddenly told the girl that the one who came to save you was your father, and I guess the girl couldn't stand it.

So after hesitating for a while, Meiba said awkwardly: "This is a former friend of my mother. I heard that something happened to you. Come with my mother to save you. Call him Uncle Yang."

"Uncle Yang?"

Hseng Wushuang glanced at Yang Feng strangely, and Yang Feng felt unconscious.

His daughter called her uncle, and the taste made him feel a little sad, but Meiba did not clarify the relationship between them, so she must have her own hidden secret.

Maybe I'm afraid my daughter won't accept it for the moment.

Thinking of this, Yang Feng let out a long breath and smiled bitterly: "Yes, I am your mother's former friend. Yang Feng, please call me Uncle Yang."

"Oh, Uncle Yang, thank you for saving me.

After my mother was fired from Hell, all of the colleagues left us. It is rare that you are willing to come and help us."

"Is that true? It turns out that the tea is cold when people leave!"

Yueran nodded, and Yang Feng also guessed their current situation.

"We are already very grateful that you can come to save us. Why are you embarrassed to accept this gift from you?

I think these things were found by you on your own plane and you want to confiscate the evil god's property. You should give them back to you so that you don't cause trouble.

I know these things are not easy to make in the six paths.”

Immediately afterwards, Hen Wushuang pushed the contracts to Yang Feng again.

Yang Feng waved his hand and smiled, "No need, this is the gift that uncle gave you!"

"A gift for supplement?"

"Yes, over the years, my uncle hasn't been able to attend your full moon wine every year. This time I should make up for it.

Girls' homes are also in the evil god circle, so they cannot be short of money outside.

You should have these for a while. Don’t make your mother run around and in danger because of some human souls!”

"This..." Hen Wushuang hesitated and glanced at Meiba again.

The charming man nodded slightly and signaled, "You can take it with you what you don't want to do, anyway, he owes you."

Uh! He shook his face, and Hen Wushuang heard her mother's resentment, but she didn't know what was going on, so Cancan took it away: "Thank you, Uncle Yang."

"Yeah, so well-behaved.

If you have any problems in the future, I will tell you that I will definitely help you solve them, hahaha.”

He smiled happily, then Yang Feng looked at Meiba again, thought for a while, and handed her the Shura Sword with the fire of hell: "You should take this to defend yourself. Now you are no longer in the Six Paths, and you will be in danger with Wushuang in the Evil God Circle.

With this, the safety of you two is very guaranteed."

OK! I nodded my head, and I was so kind that I went straight over.

Yang Feng looked at her deeply and smiled, "Hey, you're so comfortable to take it, don't even give me a thank you?"

"What do you thank you? You owe me, hum!"

The charming man raised his chin proudly, held the Shura knife in front of him, and played with it carefully, with strange colors in his eyes.

She used to be a demon god, and what she feared the most was the Shura sword. She was also curious about how powerful the Shura sword was, how could she meet the gods and kill the gods?

But she never expected that one day she would have the Shura Sword herself, and it was Yang Feng, the evil spirit, who gave her, and she suddenly felt nothing.

"Hey, where did you come from this thing?"

"Oh, the Shura God who used to kill a worker in the world and snatched it, is similar to the one that snatched you from Hell Fire."

"ah?

Do you even dare to rob the Shura God?

It's so bold!"

Her body shook, and Charming could not believe that Yang Feng, a man she had always thought of as an evil god, was such a terrifying existence.

Then it would not be unfair to have him handed it to him.
Chapter completed!