"Sure enough, the most important thing in this world is profit! What kind of family affection, what Pan family depends on me, it's all lie!" Pan Jiaoyang couldn't help clenching his fists and pinching his nails into the flesh.
Bear rice to raise grace, fight rice to raise enemies!
Originally, Pan Jiaoyang might be very eager to sit on the position of a thousand households. But if you can't sit up, you won't have too deep resentment.
It's different now!
He has been an agent of thousands of households for a period of time, and psychologically, he has taken the position of thousands of households for granted as his own thing. Now I suddenly discover that what should belong to me has become someone else's.
His psychology immediately felt unbalanced, unwilling, and a strong hatred.
Even do some crazy things out.
"Why is there no movement outside? Why isn't the kid surnamed Chu coming in yet?" Pan Jiaoyang asked irritably.
"To Master Pan, the one surnamed Chu is standing outside, as if waiting for someone!" As he said, the brigade soldiers arrived. The soldier once again said, "Zhang Mengzi and others have arrived with the soldiers under his command!"
Pan Jiaoyang's expression suddenly changed. It seemed that he was lying in ambush in the Thousand Households Institute, and he was really seen through by Chu Feng.
boom!
The door of the Qianhusuo was roughly kicked off, and then a figure flew in.
The ambush knives and axemen looked intently, and they were immediately frightened. I saw that Pan Jiaoyang's first general, Wufu Tianjiao on the seventh floor of the Refining Realm, Chen Beixiong had been killed.
Just when they were in a daze, Chu Feng led a large number of soldiers into the Thousand Households. The icy, majestic gaze swept a circle of swordsmen and crossbowmen ambushing in the Thousand Houses, and Chu Feng's face showed an evil smile.
"Master Pan, who are you trying to kill?"
"Huh, this thousand households are training soldiers here, it's up to you!" Pan Jiaoyang would naturally not admit that he wanted to kill Chu Feng.
Now, Chu Feng arrived with a large number of soldiers under his command, and this time his plan to kill Chu Feng was also declared bankrupt.
"Two things, you, the agent of Thousand Households, ended up doing it. It was reduced to Hundred Households again, and it was under my control. Move out of the Thousand Households Office immediately and roll back to your original Hundred Households Office. By the way, hand in the seal first!"
Chu Feng showed his thousand household badges and official appointment letter, and immediately began to regain all the power that should have belonged to him.
Jangyin is also a thousand-family seal.
It has great authority, just like the county seal of the county magistrate. The operation of thousands of households, decision-making and approval of many large and small matters, need to be stamped with the seal of thousands of households in order to take effect.
It is impossible to let Pan Jiaoyang take the initiative to hand it over.
Chu Feng had no choice but to ask for it in person.
"Why, not willing to hand in?" Chu Feng's face showed a brutal sneer. It seemed that Pan Jiaoyang was much easier to deal with than his uncle.
When it comes to this, and want to occupy the general seal, isn't it seeking a dead end
Pan Jiaoyang fought between heaven and man for a while, and finally handed over the Qianhu seal very reluctantly.
"The second thing is that from this moment on, your guard battalion has been called by Benqian Hu, and you have been transferred to the post of the fifty-hundredth Huh!" Chu Feng said again without any doubt.
He believed that by beheading Chen Beixiong and seven or eight of Pan Jiaoyang's personal soldiers, he would then transfer Pan Jiaoyang to the fifty-hundredth household.
A two-pronged approach is enough to wipe out Pan Jiaoyang's power and prestige, and even make everyone understand that it is Chu Feng, not Pan Jiaoyang, that is in charge of Thousand Households.
At the fifty-hundredth household, many soldiers were Chu Feng’s old subordinates, and their loyalty to Chu Feng was very high.
Transferring Pan Jiaoyang over is directly equivalent to taking Pan Jiaoyang overhead. It's just the title of a hundred households.
"Why mobilize me?"
"Chu, don't deceive people too much! Don't blame this young man for coming to death with you!"
Pan Jiaoyang clenched his fists, his eyes were cold and murderous, his face was full of madness.
boom!
Chu Feng suddenly shot, and blasted Pan Jiaoyang with a punch. In a hurry, Pan Jiaoyang could only do his best to resist. As a result, his strength was far weaker than Chu Feng, and his physical strength was far less.
Pan Jiaoyang snorted when the two fists collided and threw back and flew out.
Chu Feng, who was followed like a shadow, kicked and threw it seven or eight meters away. Before he got up, Chu Feng stepped on the ground.
"Only you are worthy of breaking the net with this thousand fishes? Overwhelming things, it seems that the spanking last time was not enough! This time, you have to hit a few more sticks to make your memory long!"
Chu Feng mentioned the last military exercise and beat Young Master Pan.
Young Master Pan, who was stepped on the ground, was ashamed and angry. He gritted his teeth and roared, "Chu, you must not die, this Young Master will kill you and kill you" he snarled frantically.
After cursing for a while, it didn't work, Pan Jiaoyang shouted at his own soldiers, "What are you stupid stupid doing? Do your hands, save this young man!"
"Who dares to move a try! The following offense, be cut, don't be afraid of death, just do it!" Mo Bei stopped holding the saber representing military law, and sternly shouted, it was really a bit imposing.
This has nothing to do with the cultivation base, it is completely an expression of official power.
Chu Feng pushed Mo Bei to the position of deputy judge, really making the best use of everything and making the best use of his talents.
After eating and drinking, and when Mr. Pan was stepped on by Chu Feng, the soldiers of Pan Jiaoyang didn't dare to move immediately.
The current situation shows that Young Master Pan is losing power and Chu Feng is gaining power.
The soldiers present were not fools, and asked them to take the risk of losing their heads and do the best for a lost second generation ancestor, unless their heads were burnt.
"You rubbish, white-eyed wolves, this young man raised your bastards for nothing" Pan Jiaoyang's heart was cold for a while, unexpectedly the situation took a turn for the worse, and Chu Feng instantly took control of the situation.
"Zhang Mengzi, if you have the strongest strength, you will punish him! Hit him with fifty army sticks to show punishment and inform the whole army!"
Chu Feng didn't care so much, he directly ordered Zhang Mengzi to take a military baton and hit Pan Jiaoyang in the ass.
"You, you can't hit me" Pan Jiaoyang's face was pale with fright.
The last time I was beaten by Chu Feng, I lay in the **** for several days, and it was difficult even to get out of bed. Life is better than death.
He never wanted to try that kind of pain again.
"hit!"
With an order from Chu Feng, Zhang Mengzi rounded his army stick, bang bang bang, and once again spanked Pan Jiaoyang to blossom.
"Where is the clerk of the Thousand Households Office?" Chu Feng shouted.
A middle-aged man with a cold and arrogant face replied, "I am!" This person also has some background in the army, so he seems a bit awkward.
Even Chu Feng, the newly appointed Thousand Households, was stunned.
"Bring me all the military rosters of the Thousand Households Institute!" Chu Feng ordered.
"The military roster and files are secrets in the military. If Master Chu wants it, he must follow the procedures. Write down the application, and then let the experience department approve the military roster!"
With a sneer on his face, the middle-aged man directly rejected Chu Feng's request.