"Tell me about you two, one guards a sword every day and the other doesn't go home every night. Can we look a little?"

In the living room, Yang Cong was coaching Ken Kaneki and Weizhuang.

Yang Cong originally planned to ask Weizhuang to accept disciples, but later he found out that Weizhuang had not gone there at all. He either stayed at home and meditated every day, or stood on the high building to have a breather every day.

This doesn't look like taking a disciple.

Ken Kaneki is a little better than Wei Zhuang, but what makes Yang Cong the most difficult is that Ken Kaneki is simply a gang leader.

A group of fanatical little brothers followed Kaneki Ken every day, which did not meet Yang Cong's expectations at all.

Moreover, Ken Kaneki can't see people every day, and once he goes out for several days, he can't see people.

"Tell me, what are you doing every day?" Yang Cong looked at Ken Kaneki and said.

Ken Kaneki glanced at Yang Cong: "Make money."

"Make money." Yang Cong was stunned and then said angrily: "Then how much did you make."

“Not much.”

"Not much is a lot, it's clear."

"I made tens of millions of dollars."

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

"Boss, you have no money, right? I've said it earlier. Brother, I have money." As Ken Kaneki said that, he threw out a bank card and put it on the table without hesitation: "Take it, it's 10 million US dollars, just spend it casually."

As the saying goes, people are so angry that it is so popular that Yang Cong spent several days to finally make enough money from a villa.

But you don't have to make much money.

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

In the end, Yang Cong put away the bank card with $10 million.

"Weizhuang, I will build a martial arts hall for you tomorrow. I understand what I mean." Yang Cong turned his head and looked at Weizhuang.

"It is impossible to accept disciples, and it is impossible to accept disciples in this life." Wei Zhuang shook his head. Since entering the imperial world, he has undergone great changes and has become even more indifferent.

Therefore, many people only hear about their reputation but do not know that they have friends.

Wei Zhuang is called the lonely sword saint in the imperial world.

Compared to Weizhuang, his senior brother Gai Nie is obviously much better. Gai Nie is currently responsible for guarding the safety of the palace and has a tendency to be dull. Caesar, Yuan Tiangang and Gai Nie have a good relationship.

"Then I'll do it, I have to come in person." Yang Cong was speechless and insisted on forcing him to come out of the mountain himself.

If I had known this, I wouldn't have brought Weizhuang out. What's the use of Weizhuang?

Sighing, Yang Cong said he was helpless.

At this time, Ken Kaneki, who was standing beside him suddenly said, "By the way, I heard that the Red King Zhou Fangzun of Veiwuluo was arrested by Qingwang Zong Si and went into prison."

"Is that right?" Yang Cong has been busy with the issue of resettlement recently, so he didn't pay attention.

"Yes, Vee Wulu is in chaos now, especially those in the lower class are almost disappointed with Vee Wulu." Ken Kaneki leaned on the sofa: "But no wonder, the kings of his family have been locked up, and the remaining people are just wrecked dogs."

"This kind of thing doesn't matter to us," said Yang Cong: "What I want is that you build your own power, but you are like this."

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

"Just those people in the market?" Yang Cong smiled and shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's better to open a martial arts school by myself and recruit children."

"Boss, you look down on people. After all, I am the king of ghouls. How can my subordinates be like that?" Ken Kaneki said angrily: "When your martial arts school is opened, I will let my younger brothers join, so that our Black King camp can justify that we have all the ministers and territory."

............

With the 10 million yuan given by Ken Kaneki, Yang Cong soon rented a building in the city center, and this building will soon become the territory of Yang Cong, the black king.

The Black King's camp is called the Heavenly Sword, marked by a long sword standing in the air.

Since Yang Cong opened the martial arts hall, the first members were the younger brothers under Ken Kaneki.

At first, those younger brothers considered Kaneki Yan as their elder brother, but after seeing Yang Cong suppressing everyone out of thin air, everyone was convinced.

After Yang Cong's training, these people quickly transformed from an ordinary hooligan to a swordsman.

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

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

All of these people became swordsmen one by one.

Or it became Yang Cong’s new Iron Blood Legion.

Speaking of the Iron Blood Legion, he once accompanied Yang Cong to battle several worlds, but in the end he was destroyed because of the damn evil crown.

Now this generation is the new Iron Blood Legion and the strongest.

However, after opening the martial arts hall, someone came to find fault not long after.

"Hey hey hey... do you guys know whose territory is here!"

A man with a wireless headphone on his neck and a skateboard on his left arm and a baseball bat in his right hand stood there, his eyes full of provocative meanings at the people in front of him with the Tianjian.

Behind him, there are also many gangsters.

The Tianjian people did not speak, but formed two rows automatically, leaving a way out.

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

Hearing this, the man holding a baseball bat looked like a lingering look: "I think you are all tired of living."

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

Yang Cong's mouth raised slightly, and then hundreds of people holding long swords suddenly surged around him.

Think about it, hundreds of people holding long swords suddenly appeared, who can not be scared?

"Forget it, Hachida, there are many people." A man next to the man who was called Hachida persuaded him.

"Qi..." Misaki Hachida's mouth made a disdainful voice. Indeed, hundreds of people holding long swords and surrounded them with a loud voice. This formation was very terrifying.

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

"The King of Black!"

Upon hearing this, Misaki Hata was stunned for a moment.

"Let's go quickly." The people beside him didn't think so much, so he pulled Misaki Hachida and left.

Before leaving, Misaki Hata turned his head and looked at Yang Cong deeply.

After Hachida Misaki left, Ken Kaneki turned his head and looked at Yang Cong: "Why did you let them go? They are the Red King's people."
Chapter completed!