Chapter 678: Liberation in the state of mind

"Sign it!" Yang Xingyu reminded softly. This one is an online banking transfer, and the other is an equity transfer letter.

Feng Jun hesitated for a moment, Yang Yifeng frowned. A strong man fucked a piece of steel pipe in the corner without saying a word. He fucked Feng Jun's left arm and hit it with a stick. "Crack~`" The sound of the broken bone was very crisp. Feng Jun was so painful that he kept howling and rolling on the ground. His left arm was bent so hard that he almost couldn't become a human. Lin Zhenzhen was so scared that she screamed.

"Password~" Yang Yifeng said softly.

Lin Zhenzhen trembled and entered the password without stopping, and transferred all the money in the account, including the one billion dollars exchanged for buying shares, to the account prepared by the Qingbang. The man in the suit held the computer and kept typing. After a while, the man stood up and nodded at Yang Yifeng and said, "Boss, the money has been transferred to dozens of accounts and entered the money laundering system. Those broiler accounts have also been cancelled."

"Yeah~`" Yang Yifeng nodded in appreciation.

"Then you can stop killing me?" Lin Zhenzhen is now on the verge of collapse.

Yang Yifeng didn't say anything, drank the wine one by one, raised his eyes and looked at Yang Xingyu. Yang Xingyu stood up very smartly and ordered: "Pull her out and buried her alive!"

"No, you can't do this. You promised not to kill me..." Lin Zhenzhen shouted in a dim manner.

"Drag it out, my cousin agreed, but I didn't!" Yang Xingyu said coldly. The people in the Yang family all have a kind of ruthlessness and ruthlessness in their bones.

Yang Yifeng was still drinking, but his heart was calm, neither sad nor joyful. However, it was precisely because of this mentality that Yang Yifeng felt extremely comfortable. This might be a strange psychological effect? ​​However, Yang Yifeng understood that his tightly imprisoned mind seemed to have been half loosened, just as comfortable as a person who almost suffocated breathed a trace of fresh air.

"Wake him up." Yang Yifeng ordered softly.

Half a bucket of cold water woke Feng Jun who had fainted from pain. Yang Yifeng slapped his lips and said, "Sign it~"

Feng Jun was confused, sweating so hard that his whole body was trembling, as if he had not heard what Yang Yifeng said. Yang Yifeng moved his index finger, without asking anything. The strong man picked up the steel pipe and dragged Feng Jun's leg, and hit Feng Jun's foot bones hard. Another crisp sound of bone fracture sounded. Feng Jun did not scream and fainted on the spot.

Another half of the bucket of water was poured down, and Feng Jun had half his life. Even if he was cured, he was just a useless person.

Yang Yifeng did not make any noise this time, and moved his fingers in front of Feng Jun. The strong man raised the steel pipe and had not yet knocked it down. Feng Jun shouted bitterly: "No, no, I'll sign. I'll sign!"

"Very good, I'd better have signed it earlier, why bother with it?" Yang Yifeng stood up, took out a box of silver needles, walked over, and stomped it on the back of his head. Feng Jun's pain completely disappeared. Except for a little bad spirit, his hand holding the pen was not trembling constantly. "Sign it~~"

Feng Jun thought Yang Yifeng wanted to let him go, so he made a sign and stamped his private seal. His subordinates took it over and handed it to Yang Yifeng for a look.

"Very good!" Yang Yifeng nodded. Then he gently took out the silver needle and stabbed several other acupoints on the back of his head. Feng Jun only felt refreshed and felt particularly sharp.

Yang Yifeng put away the silver needle, turned around and left the warehouse, and said as he walked, "Serve him well, he can't faint now." The warehouse opened and closed again, killing Feng Jun's screams inside.

After getting on the car, Yang Xingyu said in surprise: "My cousin has the ability to prick the cunt. I really couldn't imagine it~!" Using the method of pricking the cunt to prick Feng Jun's mind was highly concentrated. The pain was also very clear, and he tasted it in the beating, and clearly walked towards death!

"There is nothing strange. Among the various ancient classics of the Yang family, there are not only martial arts, medicine, fortune-telling, astrology, etc.." Yang Yifeng shrugged his shoulders and ordered: "Go to the top of the mountain."

A quarter of an hour later, Yang Yifeng stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the stars, and felt as if something had been broken in his heart, and he felt much more relaxed. Yang Xingyu, who was standing next to Yang Yifeng, felt the most, and he felt that Yang Yifeng's temperament had been completely renewed.

After standing for more than two hours, no one spoke. Yang Yifeng felt very comfortable. He figured out a lot of things he hadn't figured out before, let go of many things he had been worried about before, and he was completely reborn.

My mind was let go, and suddenly I felt that the space energy on the earth was extremely active, and the spatial rules were extremely strange. But I could also touch a little clue.

"Let's go~~~ I'm back home." Yang Yifeng turned around, patted Yang Xingyu's shoulder, and said softly.

Yang Yifeng doesn't need to worry about the rest of the matter. Now, except for the fixed one or two hours of handling official documents, Yang Yifeng spent the rest of his time thinking about the Nine Cauldrons of China. However, Yang Yifeng also understood that things were too anxious. Lin Tong became the official secretary of the president, and his office was moved outside the gate of the president's office.

"President, there will be an upper class charity party tonight. Do you want to attend?" Lin Tong walked in and asked while submitting the documents.

"I'm not interested, let the Finance Department donate 10 million yuan in the name of the company." Yang Yifeng replied softly. He quickly signed the documents and handed them to Lin Tong.

The door was opened, and Yang Xingyu walked in and said, "Slowly, we will attend on time in the evening." After watching Lin Tong nod and went out, he closed the door and said, "Colonel, can't you go with me for the evening cocktail party?"

"What the hell is it?" Yang Yifeng said comfortably leaning against the boss's chair.

"Tonight, we were on behalf of the Yang family. This is a very shameful thing, so we must not go~! Tonight is not an ordinary charity party. All the people from the places are martial arts people, and there are also ancient martial arts families participating. It is said that it is very interesting." Yang Xingyu's news is always so well-versed and so gossiped.

Yang Yifeng thought about it for a moment and nodded, "Okay~!" If it were the past, Yang Yifeng would definitely do his own thing and would not attend such boring cocktail parties.

In the evening, Yang Yifeng and Yang Xingyu drove to the club in formal clothes and walked in. They met many people along the way. Yang Yifeng has now practiced the Yang family's ancient martial arts, and can naturally distinguish the ancient martial arts energy and cooperated with his own powerful insights. After a glance, he found that all the people who came here have practiced it, but most of the body is true qi and has not been innate. Practicing ancient martial arts is very rare.

Although it is rare, it still exists. Most of these people have not entered the threshold of ancient martial arts and are under the innate nature. Yang Yifeng also understood that in today's era, there are very few who can cultivate into the innate world, especially those who rely on martial arts true qi to cultivate into the innate world. It is simply impossible to cultivate into the innate world without decades. The advantage of ancient martial arts is here, and its threshold is the innate realm!

Yang Xingyu and Yang Yifeng came here for the first time. No one knew them, and no one knew them, so they were happy to be free and relaxed. Yang Xingyu had already sneaked into the crowd to pick up girls, while Yang Yifeng stayed alone at the dining table, eating and drinking. But it is impossible to say that the food here is full of delicious food.

"Hello, Mr. Yang." Suddenly a voice came over, and Yang Yifeng turned around and saw that it was Song Ziyan.

"Hello, Officer Song." Yang Yifeng said while eating, without any etiquette, or without any face to give this beautiful police officer.

"Are you here alone?" Song Ziyan asked indifferently.

"My cousin is going to play. I am not interested in other things except for these things." Yang Yifeng nodded and replied, saying whatever he said.

Song Ziyan is not a vegetarian. Not to mention that she is the daughter of the Song family, she is still quite familiar with Yang Yifeng's affairs based on her identity as a police officer. Naturally, she knows that Yang Yifeng is now the third generation of the Yang family, with a noble status, but her cultivation is equal to not.

Yang Yifeng also knew that this girl was testing him? But it doesn’t matter. My ancient martial arts energy can be completely restrained. If you can detect it, I’m just a mess? Not to mention that the sixth level of the innate level is as much as five levels higher than the first level of the innate level, even if you find an ancient martial arts master of the twelve level of the innate level, it’s probably difficult to detect the ancient martial arts energy on Yang Yifeng, right?

In the ancient martial arts world, people without cultivation are almost unable to get the recognition and respect from others, especially the third generation leader of a family like Yang Yifeng, but he is almost a useless person in front of outsiders.
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