Chapter 744

"Sect leader, my subordinates feel that since the Murong family has become hostile to the sect leader, although it is useful to keep them, they have to guard against them. They must send their disciples to monitor their movements day and night."

After Yang Fu, Murong Yinfeng and others left, Yang Feng sat around with the four Dharma kings and several worshippers, held a meeting and discussed the future plan.

After thinking about it, the poison King took the lead in proposing.

Yang Feng's eyes hissed, suddenly waved his hand and shouted, "no!"

"Why don't you monitor them? Although the sect leader's divine skill is unparalleled, he can't let the villains plot secretly. My subordinates still think it's appropriate to monitor the whole Murong family in an all-round way."

"No!"

He still shook his head firmly, and Yang Feng grinned: "I'm not saying that I don't monitor them, but that it's too little to monitor them. If I want to monitor, I'll monitor all the famous families in the imperial capital, from the emperor to Qipin sesame officials. I want to know their every move from morning to night, what they eat and drink, and which concubine they spend the night with."

"What, watching so many people?"

The heart was shocked and the poison King became solemn.

After Yang Feng glanced at the people present, Xie smiled and said, "the emperor has Baolong secret guard, and Wang Biren also has his own intelligence organization. Even Murong family, Dugu family and other famous families almost have their own intelligence systems and penetrate each other. There's no reason why our holy fire church is the largest church in the world. The intelligence work is so poor."

"Since ancient times, no matter the civil war or external war, it is all intelligence war. I want to gather all the intelligence in the world in my hands. What they know, I want to know; what they don't know, I want to know. Moreover, my news must be faster than them, understand?"

"Yes, my subordinates!"

Everyone bowed and nodded.

Yang Feng tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table. After thinking about it, he suddenly pointed to the corpse king and said, "old corpse ghost, you used to play with corpses and do well in intelligence. Then you should establish the intelligence organization I taught. Especially the imperial capital intelligence network, you should give priority to establishing it."

"Yes, my subordinates take orders!"

With a nod, the corpse King smiled proudly, then bowed and said, "just what's the name of this intelligence organization? Please ask the Lord for his name."

"Call..."

His eyes turned around. Yang Feng thought for a moment and said, "call the Chaoyang people."

"Ah? Chaoyang people? What do you mean?"

"The so-called eyes of the masses are bright, and the masses are everywhere. The Chaoyang masses mean to let you open your eyes and show your tricks. Don't miss any information, and penetrate into every house like the masses. Even if someone hides in bed and takes drugs, you can know at the first time, call the police immediately and catch him... Er, no, it's to report to me!"

Yang Feng grinned with hope in his eyes.

To tell the truth, the four words "Chaoyang people" simply exist like a God in Yang Feng's heart.

At the beginning, how many famous stars risked universal condemnation and hid at home secretly taking drugs. As a result, the magic soldiers fell, the police broke in and caught them.

Check the sources. It's all Chaoyang people.

At that time, Yang Feng always wondered whether the Chaoyang people were immortals or had perspective eyes. They had to hide at home without saying a word. Even if they sucked silently, they could be found.

If his men can have half the skill and insight of the Chaoyang people, they can be regarded as the first intelligence organization in the world.

So Yang Feng named his intelligence organization after this name, which is a good omen.

Who is the world's first intelligence network?

What MI6, FBI, Baolong secret guard, all are not tall, hahaha!

The corpse King nodded clearly and admired Yang Feng's profound wisdom: "Gao, the leader is Gao. The name of the Chaoyang people sounds very common, but it has far-reaching implications. I think our Chaoyang people will make greater contributions to intelligence than the Baolong secret guard of the Fenglei empire."

Yeah, yeah

Hurriedly nodded, and the rest of the people were deeply convinced.

Yang Feng was glad to see that everyone praised him for taking a good name. Then they discussed some specific matters of organizing intelligence, and Yang Feng sent the Three Dharma kings of the sect away.

Yang Xiaoyi followed his master again and went back to the general altar of the sacred fire sect to practice the knife technique.

"Oh, it's getting late. I must be late to go to college now!"

After sending everyone away, Yang Feng looked up at the huge sun and murmured, "since you are late, don't go. You're still absent from school today. Find poetry and play some interesting games, hehe hehe."

As soon as he raised his eyebrows, Yang Feng said hello to his family, and hurried out.

The so-called long farewell wins newlyweds and reunites with Ji Shishi again. Yang Feng's heart is very hot. He wants to stick together every day.

Especially now, they have reported their marriage to the organization, and Lao Wu has passed under his coercion and inducement, so they can stay together more unscrupulously.

The only remaining deficiency is the lack of a decent ceremony to officially give Ji Shishi a place.

But it's not a big problem. When we find a lucky day, we'll marry her.

Yang Feng's wish is very good, the plan is very appropriate, but the reality is very backbone.

Haw!

A cry sounded in the ninth day. With a thundercloud passing by, the surprised scream immediately broke through the clouds and suddenly penetrated into Yang Feng's ear: "husband, is it you? Are you really okay? Great, Wuwuwuwu..."

"Who? Why is the sound so familiar?"

Yang Feng was stunned and looked up at the sky. He saw a giant bird with a hundred feet, dressed in purple thunder, which covered the whole sky.

On the broad back, there was a young girl who kept shouting, shook her arms and filled her eyes with tears. Who was it, not his first lady, Yang Yuchan?

Yang Feng was slightly stunned. Then he shook his hands excitedly and shouted, "jade cicada, you're back!"

"Well, I'm back. Xianggong, you're back!"

"Well, I'm back too, ha ha ha!"

Seeing Yi again, Yang Feng's heart could not help being warm, and his eyes were unconsciously wet.

Touch!

At this time, the Thunderbird came down, and Yang Yuchan jumped directly into Yang Feng's arms. His eyes were full of complex lights, including excitement, comfort, joy and sadness.

For a year and a half, she had been afraid of him. She was afraid of any danger outside.

Now that he has returned safely, the little lady's heart can finally be put down.

Yang Feng was also ecstatic. With open arms, he held the Iraqi tightly in his arms and gently smelled the familiar fragrance, which was the taste of his lover and the temperature of his family.

Involuntarily, Yang Feng's heart was moved to melt