Under one person: I am the head of the whole generation

City Z.

Tianxia Group Building, inside Fengzhenghao's office.

"Qing Yang, how long will you stay this time?"

Feng Zhenghao played with the cigar in his hand, with a peaceful smile on his face.

This is the kindness that Feng Zhenghao can only show when facing his own children.

"No, things outside are still too busy."

Feng Qingyang spread his hands helplessly.

"I heard that Xingtong has a spirit of her own. I happened to be passing by, so I came back to have a look."

Feng Qingyang was not at all polite when he understood why he came here, and sat down on Feng Zhenghao's boss chair.

As the eldest of the five brothers of the Feng family's generation, Feng Qingyang definitely doesn't give Feng Zhenghao any face.

Since he was a child, he has never sat or stood, and the old Fengzhenghao who is always angry has itchy teeth.

"It's Mr. Wang Zizhong."

Feng Zhenghao was obviously used to it, he frowned slightly to express his displeasure, but he was too lazy to talk about Feng Qingyang.

This kid, he has been skinny since he was a child, and those people in the Shumen even said that he has the appearance of a great emperor... cut!

Bullshit!

"Really?"

Slightly closing his eyes, Feng Qingyang tapped the table with his fingers.

It has been a year, and the development of the plot is almost the same as that of the original work.

Feng Xingtong did not lose the soul that accompanied him throughout his childhood because of his excellence.

"Okay, this is my gift to Xingtong."

"It can be regarded as the reward for this kid who has just acquired a spirit. Father, let me pass it on."

Feng Qingyang took out a beautifully packaged box from his pocket.

"Oh, this is?"

After taking the box, Feng Zhenghao subconsciously asked.

"A scalpel, a trifle of little value."

"Father, there are still things outside. I'll go first. You should also take care of your health. Don't do everything yourself, it's too tiring!"

Standing up, he patted Feng Zhenghao's shoulder with one hand, and Feng Qingyang turned and left.

Sighing softly, Feng Zhenghao shook his head unobtrusively.

After Feng Qingyang left, he slowly put down the box containing the scalpel with a serious expression.

"Quanxing... Acting Sect Leader..."

"Qing Yang, what have you experienced outside this year?"

"Is this... your choice?"

……

After leaving Tianxia Group, Feng Qingyang drove to the suburbs.

According to the information obtained by his subordinates, he finally found Zhang Chulan's village!

A few days ago, it was the day when Zhang Huaiyi was buried.

Feng Qingyang wanted to take this opportunity to visit, maybe he could find out the truth about Zhang Yude's disappearance, or he might have a chance to meet the absolute heroine of this world—Sister Bao'er!

【Ding!Congratulations to the host!Successfully donated the magic weapon of Fengxing Pupil - the scalpel! 】

[System activated! 】

[The [-]-fold return system is officially at your service! 】

Feng Qingyang, who was driving, was taken aback by the sudden voice in his mind.

"system?"

"Did it just arrive?"

"I have traveled through time for a year!"

"If it weren't for the fact that it is really easy to use, your old man might have been buried a hundred times!"

"You just woke up?"

【Ding!This system can give the host a hundred times the return when the host donates anything to others! 】

"Uh? I didn't ask about your function, okay?"

【Ding!It is worth mentioning that there are two prerequisites for triggering the [-] times return function! 】

[Firstly, it needs to be gifted by the host for the first time to be effective! 】

[Secondly, the recipient needs to have part of the luck of the world! 】

"When did I ask you to trigger the premise?"

Feng Qingyang immediately laughed angrily at this single-minded system.

Damn, I'm spraying you, you're selling yourself in a serious way?

【Ding!Congratulations to the host for successfully gifting Fengxing Pupil's magic weapon—the scalpel! 】

[A hundred times the return, the host will get the magic weapon--Zhanxian Flying Knife! 】

Swish!
A white light flashed, and a simple and exquisite flying knife appeared on Feng Qingyang's lap.

Why not in hand?

drive too!drive too!

Irregular driving, tears in two lines of relatives ah!
Please abide by the traffic safety rules and create a happy and harmonious traffic!
"So, how do you use the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife?"

Seeing the reward, Feng Qingyang chose to shut up immediately, and stopped spraying or scolding.

Honestly waiting for the system to explain the function of this magic weapon.

What is this called, this is called a man!

Can bend and stretch...

[Slaying Immortal Flying Knife: After injecting all the energy of the host, you can defeat the enemy with one blow! 】

"I'm X, unreasonable instant kill?"

"This system is interesting!"

Feng Qingyang, who was surprised by the effect of the Immortal-killing Flying Knife, swallowed his saliva, a little shocked.

It has been a year since he came to this world, except that he was a little flustered when he just crossed, in the following days, Feng Qingyang has always been in a state of life that is under control.

Three months to learn how to arrest the spirit and dispatch generals...

In six months, all of Feng Zhenghao's abilities were exhausted, which shocked this ambitious middle-aged man's jaw.

Afterwards, he left home to venture out, but in just half a year, he became the head of the whole family in one fell swoop!

The name resounded throughout the circle—'Blood Shura' was clear!

"Old Bai, what do you think of this knife?"

After understanding the system, Feng Qingyang directly summoned his own spirit.

"Oh? This knife is interesting!"

A cloud of black gas gradually transformed into a human form from behind Feng Qingyang, staring at the Zhanxian Flying Knife and began to size it up.

He tried to pick up the flying knife, but was resisted by the flying knife!
Subconsciously, Lao Bai wanted to forcibly control the flying knife, and involuntarily increased the release of qi.

"Come on, don't move around, I can't control my qi, I'm driving!"

Feeling Lao Bai's qi fluctuating, as the master, Feng Qingyang's qi also began to violently release in his body.

The steering wheel in his hand was unsteady and almost had an accident.

"Oh, ok ok!"

Hearing Feng Qingyang's complaint, Lao Bai hurriedly sorted out his emotions and calmed himself down.

"Old Bai, I didn't say that, look!"

"I have a baby, I'll show you the first one, it's because we have a good relationship, it's called favor!"

"As a result, you got emotional after watching it, which almost caused me to have a car accident. This is called an accident!"

"This is what I always tell you about the world!"

After gradually calming down, Feng Qingyang, who always drove steadily, also muttered.

When Lao Bai heard this, his face was filled with astonishment.

"Is the idiom sophistication of the world used in this way?"

……

"Goofy, he is Zhang Chulan?"

Feng Baobao stretched out his hand with a cute face, pointing at a little boy not far away.

"Well, it's him."

Mr. Xu nodded seriously, and just as he was about to leave, his eyes suddenly became sharp!

"Who?"

"Since you're here, why don't you show up and see?"

Looking around vigilantly, Elder Xu shouted.

"I smell it, it's a strange smell."

Feng Baobao was still standing there naively, her stance full of flaws symbolized that she was indeed defenseless.

Seeing that he was discovered so quickly, the style is not surprising.

Jumping down from the tree, Feng Qingyang smoothed his hair.

"Sister Baoer, it's the first time we meet. My name is Feng Qingyang."

After all, he directly threw the meeting gift that he had prepared long ago to Feng Baobao.