"Tell me about the two of you, one guards a sword every day, and the other doesn't return home every day, can we have a look."

In the living room, Yang Cong was training Jin Muyan and Wei Zhuang.

Yang Cong originally planned to let Wei Zhuang go to collect apprentices, but later found out that Wei Zhuang didn't go at all, either staying at home and meditating every day, or standing on top of a tall building every day to blow the wind.

This looks like an apprentice.

And Jin Muyan is a little better than Wei Zhuang, but what makes Yang Cong's head bigger is that Jin Muyan is a gang leader at all.

Behind the buttocks, a group of fanatical little brothers follow Jin Muyan every day, which does not meet Yang Cong's expectations at all.

Moreover, Jin Muyan still can't see people every day, and when he goes out, he can't see anyone for several days.

"Tell me what you're doing every day." Yang Cong looked at Jin Muyan and said.

Jin Muyan glanced at Yang Cong: "Make money." ”

"Make money." Yang Cong was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "Then how much did you earn." ”

"Not much."

"It's not much, to make it clear."

"That's tens of millions of dollars."

For a moment, Yang Cong didn't know what to say.

"Boss, it shouldn't be that you don't have money to use, I said earlier, brother, I have money." Saying that, Jin Muyan threw out a bank card to the table without hesitation: "Take it, it's 10 million US dollars, spend it casually." ”

As the saying goes, people are more popular than dead people, and it took Yang Cong several days to finally earn enough money for a villa.

But you don't have to earn much for your younger brother.

"It seems that I have been out of society for too long, and I can't even make money." Yang Cong sighed.

In the end, Yang Cong still put away the bank card with 10 million US dollars.

"Wei Zhuang, I'll go and build a martial arts hall for you tomorrow, understand what I mean." Yang Cong turned his head to look at Wei Zhuang.

"It is impossible to accept apprentices, and it is impossible to accept apprentices in this life." Wei Zhuang shook his head, since he entered the Emperor Realm, he had changed a lot and became more indifferent.

Therefore, many people only hear about its prestige, but do not know that it has friends.

Wei Zhuang is known as the lonely sword saint in the imperial realm.

Compared with Wei Zhuang, his senior brother Gai Nie is obviously much better, Gai Nie is currently responsible for guarding the security of the palace, and his personality is more plain, Caesar and Yuan Tiangang have a good relationship with Gai Nie.

"Then I'll come, I have to come in person." Yang Cong was speechless, and he had to force him to go out of the mountain in person.

I knew that I wouldn't have brought Weizhuang out, so Weizhuang was useless.

Sighing, Yang Cong expressed his helplessness.

At this time, Jin Muyan on the side suddenly said: "By the way, I heard that Zhou Fangzun, the Red King of the Vedic Dance, was arrested and put in prison by the Qingwang Sect Statue Rite Division. ”

"Really?" Recently, Yang Cong has been busy with the placement problem, so he didn't pay attention to it.

"Yes, the Vedoros are in chaos right now, especially the lower classes, and almost all of them are already disappointed in the Vedeuros." Jin Muyan leaned on the sofa: "But it's no wonder that the kings of their own family have been imprisoned, and the rest of them are just lost dogs." ”

"It's none of our business." Yang Cong said: "What I want is for you to establish your own power, and you are like this. ”

"No, my little brother has a lot." Kaneki said.

"Just your market dicks?" Yang Cong smiled, shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's better for me to open a martial arts hall and recruit children by myself." ”

"Boss, you look down on people, but I'm also the king of the seeds, and my subordinates can be average." Jin Muyan said indignantly: "When your martial arts hall opens, I will let my younger brothers join in, so that our Black King camp can justifiably say that we also have allies and territories." ”

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With 10 million from Jin Muyan, Yang Cong quickly rented a floor of a building in the city center, and this floor of the mansion would soon become the territory of Yang Cong, the king of black.

The Black Lord's faction is known as the Heavenly Sword, symbolized by a long sword dangling in the air.

Since Yang Cong opened the martial arts hall, the first batch of members were those younger brothers under Jin Muyan.

At first, those younger brothers all thought that Jin Muyan was the eldest brother, but after seeing Yang Cong suppress everyone to the ground out of thin air, everyone was convinced.

And after Yang Cong's training, these people quickly transformed from an ordinary little rascal into a swordsman.

In Yang Cong's Sanctuary, Yang Cong can create everything and destroy everything.

As long as Yang Cong is willing, there is nothing he can't do.

One by one, all of them became swordsmen.

Or become Yang Cong's new Iron Army.

Speaking of the Predator Legion, he once accompanied Yang Cong to fight in several worlds, but in the end it was destroyed because of the damn crown of sin.

Now this is the new Predator Legion, and the strongest.

However, after the opening of the martial arts hall, it didn't take long for someone to come and find fault.

"Hey, hey, hey... Do you people know whose territory this is? ”

A man with a wireless headset around his neck, a skateboard between his left arm, and a baseball bat in his right hand stood there, looking at the people in front of him with a provocative look in his eyes.

Behind him, there are also many thugs.

The Heavenly Sword crowd did not speak, but automatically formed two rows, vacating a road.

Then a handsome man walked out of it: "Then do you know whose territory is here?" ”

Hearing this, the man holding a baseball bat looked furious: "I think you are all tired and crooked." ”

"Boy, I think you better go back and ask your boss, don't bring people here to provoke."

The corners of Yang Cong's mouth raised slightly, and then hundreds of people with long swords suddenly poured out around him.

Think about it, there are hundreds of people with long swords in their hands, who can not be frightened.

"Forget it, Hatta, there are a lot of them." A man next to the man who was called Hatta persuaded.

"Qi... The corners of Hatta Misaki's mouth made a disdainful sound, indeed, hundreds of people holding long swords and people in black surrounded them all, this formation was very terrifying.

Just as they were about to leave, Yang Cong suddenly shouted: "Little brother, go back and report to the boss of your family, and say that the Black King will come to visit soon." ”

"The Black King!"

Hearing this, Misaki Hatta was stunned for a moment.

"Let's go." The people next to him didn't think about it so much, so they pulled Misaki Hatta and left.

Before leaving, Misaki Hatta turned her head and glanced at Yang Cong deeply.

After Hatta Misaki left, Jin Muyan turned his head to look at Yang Cong: "Why did you let them go, they are the people of the Red King." ”

Hearing this, Yang Cong replied: "The Red King is not necessarily our enemy, on the contrary, he can become a friend. ”

(End of chapter)