Looking at the group of young faces in front of him, Wu Feng waved his hand and smiled: "Don't be formal, everyone. I'm not a leader, sir. I'm just an ordinary gamer. Like each of you, I just like to play games."
As soon as these words came out, the players in the Dragon Guard Brigade were all shocked. They were all the best elites selected by various departments. They were really surprised to hear Wu Feng say this.
At this time, the players of the Dragon Guard Brigade still maintained a strict formation, but everyone's face showed a different look.
Looking at everyone who was still restrained, Wu Feng continued: "From today on, I will officially become one of you. I don't want you to regard me as a leader, nor do I want you to regard me as the president of the guild, just as a member of the guild."
I just think of it as an ordinary player.
Like you, I hope to make achievements in the game and win glory for the country, but at the same time, enjoying the fun brought by the game is the most important thing."
Wu Feng was talking eloquently, and the team members in front of him didn't know what Wu Feng was going to do. They just felt that Wu Feng was very kind, and the distance between them was getting closer and closer.
"Okay, I only have one suggestion. From now on, you don't need to be so restrained in front of me, and there won't be so many rules. Let's move around, don't stick to the ground like a pillar, how tiring it is!"
After saying that, Wu Feng laughed first.
Originally these people were tense, but when they saw Wu Feng laughing, they all relaxed.
Especially with Hush Hansan and Hong Xue taking the lead, the awkward situation quickly eased a lot.
Although Long Yun Lonely Soul on the side looked impatient, he did not get angry or stop him. Who could let Wu Feng have a higher level than him?
Soon, when the members of the Dragon Guard Brigade discovered that Long Yun Guhun did not reprimand him as harshly as before, the team members finally relaxed their restraints and started talking quietly.
After a while, everyone was talking and laughing, and even a few bold ones started joking along with Han San and Wu Feng.
This may be the charm of Wu Feng. Just a simple introduction successfully broke the ice, breaking the dull and serious atmosphere just now and making each other closer.
Wu Feng then handed over the management power of the guild to Long Yun Guhun in front of everyone.
"I hereby solemnly announce something to everyone. Although the Dragon Guard Guild was founded by me, Flame Gun, the person in charge is Long Yun Guhun. All matters in the future will be managed by Long Yun Guhun."
Wu Feng was used to being the boss, so he happened to take advantage of the fact that everyone from the Dragon Guard Brigade was there to hand over the power directly to Long Yun Guhun's hands, thus saving him trouble in the future.
After announcing the personnel management of the guild, Wu Feng gave up and said goodbye to the players of the Dragon Guard Brigade and rushed to Qingshuang City.
The Guards Guild's headquarters was about to break out, and Wu Feng had many things to deal with.
He finally returned to Qingshuang City. He first went to the tailor shop, greeted Tailor Fang, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and then had a heart-to-heart talk with Guo Xiaofei about the development of the shop. Then he happily rushed to the city lord's mansion.
When he applied to live in the residence, Wu Feng did not come to see Yan Ze. At this time, there were no other players around him. Wu Feng wanted to discuss with Yan Ze the development of the Dragon Guard Guild and some issues that must be dealt with.
Wu Feng arrived at the city lord's mansion smoothly, and Yan Ze came out early to greet him.
"Master Wan'an, I heard that the master has just established a guild. I am thinking of selecting some people to help the master guard the guild's headquarters."
Yan Ze was still respectful to Wu Feng, with his head lowered, looking very humble.
However, Wu Feng knew that Yan Ze seemed to be honest, but secretly he had been trying to get rid of his constraints.
Wu Feng first sat down and looked at Yan Ze intentionally or unintentionally. He suddenly made a shocking statement: "I have other uses for the guards in the city. This time I want to use the power of the Temple of Light to help guard the station. I wonder if you can
There is a way?"
The Temple of Light has always been Wu Feng's worry, always causing trouble for him behind his back. Now Wu Feng just took this opportunity to test the power of the Temple of Light, and also to check the true strength of the Temple of Light.
As soon as Yan Ze heard the words "Guangming Temple", his body could not help but stiffen.
Ever since he fell under Wu Feng's dark spell, he had been bent on lifting the curse. He secretly communicated with the Temple of Light in private, but he was still unable to break the dark spell.
As the person who cast the curse, Wu Feng certainly sensed it. He possessed dark demonic energy, and the Temple of Light had always been hostile to him. This time he wanted to borrow Yan Ze's hand to bring the Temple of Light behind the scenes to light.
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Wu Feng's request completely confused Yan Ze, and he didn't know how to answer.
"Is it difficult?"
Wu Feng continued to add fuel to the fire, and Yan Ze's brows turned into the word "Chuan" and he didn't say anything for a long time.
"Master, although I am the lord of Qingshuang City, the Temple of Light is not within my jurisdiction. I have no right to mobilize the power of the Temple of Light."
Yan Ze could only try to deal with Wu Feng, but he never expected that Wu Feng would put forward this condition.
Wu Feng scratched his head pretending to be embarrassed, looked at Yan Ze who looked embarrassed and said: "Just ask them to help, it shouldn't be a problem to defend the city. As the lord of a city, he won't even give you this face."
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Although Wu Feng said politely, his face had already darkened.
Yan Ze knew something about Wu Feng and knew that he was a master who could do anything. If Wu Feng was offended, he might actually kill him.
"Since the master said so, I will go to the Temple of Light. I don't know if I can do it."
Yan Ze chose to continue to evade, seemingly sincere, but there was no trace of sincerity.
The Temple of Light is Yan Ze's last trump card. He doesn't dare to gamble. If he loses all the power of the Temple of Light, he really won't be able to compete with Wu Feng, and he will only be able to be pinched by Wu Feng in this life.
Dog in hand.
Wu Feng was perfunctory, raised the corners of his mouth coldly, and said in a low voice: "Really?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Ze spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to his knees on the ground.
"You seem to have forgotten your identity?"
Wu Feng's face was gloomy and cold, as if he had changed into a different person, surrounded by demonic aura, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. This was a side Wu Feng rarely showed.
In fact, everyone has another personality. Wu Feng always remembers what Yan Ze did in the Kunshan Ancient Tomb.
Wu Feng's coldness and ruthlessness are only aimed at Yan Ze, because Yan Ze is the real kind of person. Only by being more ruthless, cruel and ruthless than Yan Ze can he truly enslave Yan Ze, otherwise the ship will capsize if he is not careful.
"Master, have mercy on me. I understand my mistake."
Yan Ze clutched his chest in pain, he couldn't resist the swallowing of the curse.
Just a thought from Wu Feng caused the Paladin of the Temple of Light and the Lord of Qingshuang City to succumb to Wu Feng's feet. One can imagine how overbearing the dark magic is.