My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

These three people may not know that what Yang Feng is least afraid of is speed.

Seeing them attacking towards him, Yang Feng prepared to dodge.

But at this moment, he discovered that Chiaki Tsuruta was planning to escape in this gap.

The man tried to attract his attention with three black puppets and then suddenly ran away.

But at this time, the three people had already arrived in front of Yang Feng.

"Humph."

When Yang Feng saw the three of them, he just raised his hand.

The spiritual power in his hand instantly turned into a half-moon-shaped white blade.

"call out!"

The white blade flashed a white light in the night.

The white light disappeared and the three fell to the ground.

Lu Fei and Wang Peng looked helplessly at the three ninjas who they were tired of dealing with. At this time, they were in their hands and they were not even worthy of looking at them.

"Chiaki Tsuruta ran away!"

Wang Peng woke up and looked at Chiaki Tsuruta, who had already run some distance away.

But the next moment, Yang Feng raised his hand above his head.

A ray of spiritual power gathered and instantly condensed into a purple cloud in the air, and then a thunder suddenly fell.

"boom!"

Lightning struck Chiaki Tsuruta on the head.

In just an instant, his body froze on the spot, and then he fell to the ground.

No one can outrun lightning.

The distance between them was only dozens of meters, and both Wang Peng and Lu Fei trembled in their hearts.

They knew that celestial beings could manipulate spiritual attacks, even from a distance.

But ordinary heavenly beings are only within ten meters.

Even if Lu Fei's strength is slightly stronger, it will not exceed this number, and the control of spiritual power will weaken as the distance increases.

But Yang Feng was able to accurately hit Tsuruta Chiaki from such a distance, and the terrifying power just now...

"This... this guy is not human..."

Wang Peng, who is as determined as Wang Peng, rarely felt a chill on his back at this moment.

If they were to say that there is a god in this world, it seems to be the man in front of them...

"He should still be breathing."

Yang Feng suddenly turned around and spoke, causing the two of them to wake up.

At this time, Wang Peng hurriedly ran towards Tsuruta Chiaki. After checking, he shouted to this side: "Still alive!"

He said this, but looking at Chiaki Tsuruta who no longer had a piece of intact skin on his body, he still felt lingering fear.

Yang Feng definitely didn't use all his strength just now, otherwise this man would be dead.

But he seemed to hate this person very much, so he decided to do it just right.

This further illustrates the essence of his spiritual power control.

Lu Fei breathed a sigh of relief, at least he was captured alive, which would be very useful for their future interrogation.

But looking at the three black puppets lying on the ground, Lu Fei looked at Yang Feng and said, "These three people..."

"Before being manipulated, the black puppet is a living person... and a life."

Yang Feng knelt down and looked at the three people lying on the ground, showing some sympathy but still some anger.

"These people are Chinese, not ninjas."

Yang Feng saw their identities and said: "It should be that they were specially trained by the islanders after becoming puppets, and they looked like they are now."

"Yes, we will find their families and give them a proper burial."

"So best."

Yang Feng sighed one last time. After helping one of them close his eyes with his hand, he took a deep breath and stood up.

"Your people are here, and it's time for me to leave."

Yang Feng turned around.

Seeing that Yang Feng was about to leave, Lu Fei quickly stopped him and said, "I...I haven't thanked you yet."

His titles became respectful.

Today's events finally made him understand why this man was able to make Jiang Guoping's attitude toward him so special.

"No need, just bury the three of them generously as a thank you to me."

Yang Feng disappeared into the night again.

Lu Fei stared blankly at Yang Feng's leaving figure until Wang Peng brought Tsuruta Chiaki's unconscious body over.

"what happened?"

Wang Peng asked.

"nothing."

Lu Fei shook his head.

Wang Peng saw his companion's mood and said helplessly: "Don't think about it, we may not be able to reach his level in this life."

He accepted his fate.

But they didn't know how complicated Yang Feng's heart was at this time.

Today he saw the black puppet again and felt angry in his heart.

In particular, the Shanhe Organization actually helped the islanders refine the black puppets, using living Chinese people.

After that, these people were also asked to learn the ninjutsu of the island country.

"Mountains and rivers..."

Yang Feng murmured.

The night was deeper.

When Yang Feng returned home, he didn't know what time it was.

Yang Feng fell on the bed and fell asleep soon.

Exhausted both physically and mentally, he felt that sleeping was the only way to calm down now.

Yang Xiaoshi seemed to know that Yang Feng would be back very late.

Although she packed her luggage to go home early the next day, she still waited for Yang Feng to wake up in the morning before heading back home together.

After saying hello to Lin Xue and Zhao Zhuwei, the two set off on the journey back to their hometown together.

It's about three o'clock in the afternoon.

Yang Feng drove much faster along the way.

When we got off the highway, we happened to enter a familiar rice field.

Today's rice fields have basically been planned.

Not only is it neat and beautiful, but Yang Feng can feel that if crops grow on it, it must be a scenery.

In the car.

Yang Xiaoshi sat in the passenger seat, put away the mobile game, looked at Yang Feng expectantly and said, "Brother, when are we going to see the amusement park? Where is it built? Let's go check it out first."

Yang Xiaoshi's expression was full of expectation.

"Don't go there yet. Let's go to the construction sites of shopping malls and squares to see how the construction has been going in the past few months."

The reason why Yang Feng went there was because it was a welfare measure he provided to the town.

The main purpose is to provide employment, and to allocate the income from this mall to working employees and management.

This is a top priority. If it is solved, it will provide employment for at least thousands of people.

You can see the factories here, and most of them are under construction. Among them, the factory that Lin Xue invested in the earliest has even begun to be topped out at this time.

There will be a lot of people and jobs here within the next year at most.

Yang Feng is somewhat looking forward to next year.

The sun sets.

It's past four in the afternoon.

The two arrived at the shopping mall construction site in Qingshui Village.

This shopping mall covers tens of thousands of square meters. At this time, it has been bulldozed and a floor has been built on top.

The construction site is still very busy.

The entrance to the construction site.

A sign said construction was dangerous and entry was prohibited.

There is also a large recruitment poster next to it.

'The construction site is recruiting small workers, with a daily salary of 230 yuan...'

The salary and contact information in the recruitment are very clear, and there is also a complaint reporting hotline.

"Brother, what is this complaint reporting phone number for? To report on project quality?"

Yang Xiaoshi asked.

Yang Feng smiled and said: "It's almost the same, but in addition to this, the final step is to check whether the recruiter accepts gifts, etc. Just like the gift-giving last time, now all recruitments must have a reporting hotline. Easy to supervise.”

He was proud to say so.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a middle-aged man next to him sneer and say: "Formalism."