The Personal Crazy Soldiers of the Beautiful President

"what!"

"Homeowner!"

"dad!"

"dad!"

The An family was shocked, and they all looked at An Guodong in disbelief.

"An old man!"

The sword-browed old man Yintai couldn't help turning his head to look at An Guodong.

No one expected that An Guodong would give up so easily.

how can that be!

This is completely inconsistent with An Guodong's style.

Although the An family is not as good as the Yang family, it is also a first-class wealthy family with great power.

He even compromised!
Everyone in the An family was puzzled and unwilling.

He even looked at Yang Feng, Yang Yunyong, and Zheng Xiaoqiao angrily.

He wished he could bite the bones of Yang Feng and the others.

Only An Zhilie, who was not far away, and his father An Sheji behind him, still looked the same as before.

One decadent, one indifferent.

It seems that everything about Anjia has nothing to do with them.

"Yang Feng, one day I will make you regret it, regret it!"

An Zhixiu, who was vomiting blood due to the energy shock, had a contorted face, sharp eyes, and growled like he couldn't suppress the hatred in his heart.

It seemed that everything was caused by Yang Feng.

If it weren't for Yang Feng, he would have gotten Zheng Xiaoqiao long ago, and the New Oriental Group would be An's pawn.

He is the future top princeling.

But everything was shattered because of Yang Feng.

Dreaming of Xiao Qiao, Yang Feng's soul is broken!
"Make me regret it?"

Seeing the insidiousness in An Zhixiu's eyes, Yang Feng's eyes turned cold.

"not good!"

The sword-browed old man's seal suddenly shrank his pupils.

"Shua~!"

Sure enough, the moment Yang Feng's eyes turned cold, his body trembled, and a burst of force pierced towards An Zhixiu like a sharp blade.

"Clang~!"

However, he was chopped off by a long sword drawn from a printing pad, and his energy exploded.

"Dengdengdeng~!"

The stamp pad holding the long sword was immediately shaken back.

"Oh!"

Yang Feng's mind moved slightly, he couldn't kill An Zhixiu again and again, and he already felt that An Zhixiu seemed to be dying.

"Jiuhua Cave Tianyintai, Xiu'er is my disciple, please ask your friends to hold you high."

The seal pad of Jiuhuadongtian looked at Yang Feng very solemnly.

After two fights, he already knew how powerful Yang Feng was.

He is not an opponent, otherwise he would have preemptively struck!

"Yang Feng, my An family has already given up everything, do you still want to kill them all?"

"boom!"

An Guodong also stood up.

There is still a sense of determination in the eyes.

His family can give up power and withdraw from Yanjing.

Because An Guodong knew that what Wu Laoxing wanted was an attitude from the An family.

If the An family can set an example for a wealthy family to cooperate with the Celestial Dynasty.

You will be safe and sound.

Otherwise, you will be a bird in the first place, and you will undoubtedly die.

An Guodong knew the way, so he couldn't be tough at this time.

Otherwise, it would not be as simple as resisting Yang and Ye.

Instead, fight against the five old stars and five people at the same time!

Right now, I can only bear with it, and I can only avoid its edge. As long as I preserve the strength of my family, I can make a comeback at any time.

All of this is just a temporary compromise and humiliation.

"Brother Yang, the An family is so sincere, how about letting the Celestial Dynasty handle other matters?"

Yang Yunyong didn't seem to really intend to force An's family either.

But the tone of speech is to use the rivers and lakes to resent the rivers and lakes.

From the point of view of people in martial arts, An Jia did not provoke the New Oriental Group, but Yang Feng!

Yang Feng killed them, this is a grievance between Jianghu and Jianghu.

When the cultivation level reaches the level of muscle and bone, he no longer cares about the law.

Heroes are forbidden by martial arts.

If it weren't for the great power of the Celestial Dynasty, a master with a body like a bow would be able to ignore the law.

But with the prevalence of martial arts, the establishment of four mysterious departments of supernatural beings, mutants, and robots.

No strong man with muscles and bones can desecrate the majesty of the Celestial Dynasty.

In the eyes of the Tang Dynasty, the Zongmen power is just a power.

Of course, at the state where the muscles and bones are in harmony, the mind is already extremely firm.

It's mostly a matter of personal preference.

"Yes, but I hope that the An family will not provoke me again, otherwise it will not be as simple as killing your An family next time."

"You're as good as Jiuhuadongtian, and you can't handle my anger."

Yang Feng doesn't care about An's family, and this time he came here just to leverage An's family and open up a situation for senior brother Yang Potian.

But in the end, Yang Feng looked at the strongman Yin Pai of Jiuhuadongtian with sharp eyes.

The real backer of the An family is Jiuhua Dongtian!
"Yes."

Swept by Yang Feng's eyes, Yintai's body was shocked.

Hastily clasped his fists.

But the moment his head was lowered, there was a flash of coldness in the depths of his eyes.

"Little Joe, let's go."

Yang Feng picked up Zheng Xiaoqiao and didn't get on the helicopter, but turned around and walked out of Anjia's gate.

"Mr. An, as an occupant, you should also know the direction of the Celestial Dynasty."

"There are wolves staring at the outside, and there are poisonous snakes lurking behind. The situation is chaotic, and the code will be broken."

After Yang Yunyong finished speaking, he also turned to leave, but when he turned around, he glanced at the decadent An Zhilie not far away, and An Sheji behind An Zhilie.

Smile slightly, the smile is mysterious.

"The heavy code is broken!"

An Guodong's face changed slightly.

From Yang Yunyong's mouth, he already knew that this was already Wulaoxing's preferential treatment for An's family.

Otherwise, it would be to directly kill the chickens to scare the monkeys, and destroy the An family to deter other wealthy families.

Promulgate the Troubled Times Code!

Even if the An family is backed by Jiuhuadongtian, even if they still have many cards, they will be annihilated in the long river of history.

"Homeowner!"

"Homeowner!"

The An family members all cried out.

The printing pad of Jiuhuadongtian also frowned deeply.

"It's going to change."

An Guodong sighed deeply, then turned his head to look at An Shehua and the others, "Remove the position of Palace Master and lead the clansmen to return to my former residence of the Yang family."

"The disobedient ones will be expelled from the Yang family."

"Wow~!"

After An Guodong finished speaking, he closed his eyes and walked into An's inner courtyard.

"Yes!"

An Shehua's face was ugly, almost gritted his teeth in response.

He is not reconciled, not reconciled!
Only one step away from entering Ouchi!

Ouchi!
But everything will fall short.

"Dad, Dad, you must kill Yang Feng, kill Yang Feng!"

An Zhixiu was helped up by his subordinates.

"To shut up!"

"Crack~!"

An Shehua slapped An Zhixiu's face with a slap.

"It's all about you, more success than failure, what meaningful things have you done in the past few years!"

An Shehua also seemed to be angry, and An Zhixiu, whose dantian had been crippled by Yang Feng, froze on the spot with a slap.

"Shehua, what are you doing!"

An Zhixiu's mother hurriedly protected An Zhixiu.

"Looks like I was wrong."

And An Zhilie, who was looking decadent not far away, shook his head slightly when he saw An Zhixiu, An Shehua and others making noise.

The An family has already started internal strife.

"Aren't you going to keep pretending to be crazy?" An Sheji looked at his son with a half-smile.

"The reason for pretending to be crazy is to save some trouble, otherwise I must have had my share in Dongxian Pavilion not long ago."

An Zhilie looked at An Zhixiu who was not far away with a sinister expression, and smiled coldly.

"Jiuhuadongtian is considered an eye-opener. I regret that I supported the wrong person."

An Zhilie's eyes were filled with divine light.

There is no sign of decadence at this moment.

Jiuhuadongtian has long intended to support An Zhixiu, and An Zhixiu will try every means to get rid of An Zhilie if he does not get the authority of the young master.

This is the tragedy of the noble family.

That's why An Zhilie took the opportunity to be decadent, acting as if his heart was dead and he had no fighting spirit.

But he found that he had a high opinion of An Zhixiu and Jiuhua Dongtian.

"It's just losing some power and fame, and it's so ugly."

"Don't you know that as long as the family power is there, my family will still be a wealthy family in Yanjing?"

An Zhilie shook his head, stopped watching the noise of An Zhixiu and the others, and returned to his decadent appearance.

"The person who understands you the most in Yanjing, no, the person who values ​​you the most probably is my father, only Yang Yunyong."

An Sheji still took it for granted, and seemed very satisfied with his son.

"I value you the most?"

An Zhilie's expression moved slightly, "Dad, Yang Yunyong may value you."

An Sheji is An Zhilie's father.

An Shehua's younger brother.

He was once a member of the Yenching Princeling Party with Yang Yunyong.

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