Mass Transmigration: I Have an Armory

Liuyun City, Yan Mansion.

Nanfeng followed Yan Nujiao and stepped into the Yan family's mansion again.

Just like last time, Nanfeng could feel the scrutinizing eyes coming from secretly, looking back and forth on his body - these were the eyes of the Yan family's secret guards.

There are secret guards placed everywhere in Yan Mansion, monitoring every corner of the house.

Almost no one can sneak into the Yan Mansion under the noses of these secret guards.

"Man Ning, take Lu Xiaobu to the guest room to rest first." Yan Nujiao looked at the two of them and said in a clear voice, "I'll go find my seventh uncle and report Lu Xiaobu's participation information."

"Seventh uncle and grandpa?" Nanfeng raised his eyebrows, and a bold idea came to his mind, "Yan Nujiao, your seventh uncle and grandpa... shouldn't be called Yan Xiaoliu, right?"

Yan Nujiao looked at Nanfeng with a look that looked like a fool: "Are you stupid? My seventh uncle and grandpa must be called Yan Xiaoqi, and Yan Xiaoliu is my sixth uncle and grandpa."

"..."

Nanfeng was speechless for a moment, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "There are so many famous people in your family."

If Nanfeng remembers correctly, Yan Nujiao's father's name seems to be Yan Shuangying?

One Yan Xiaoliu, one Yan Shuangying...

Tsk tsk, the Yan family has a promising future.

Nanfeng was sighing when another group of people came in at the gate, and the leader was Yan Mingzhe.

Behind Yan Mingzhe were six strong men with bruised noses and swollen faces, as well as Long Wudi with a chicken coop on his head.

As expected of the Lord of Dragon City, he did what he said and really beat up these strong men...

Nanfeng and Long Wudi glanced at each other, and then looked away calmly, so as not to be noticed by others.

"Hey, my little sister is back too?" Yan Mingzhe seemed to be in a good mood. He glanced at Yan Nujiao with a smile and then at Nanfeng, "Is this your new follower? Tsk, he can't be a pretty boy. Bar?"

Nanfeng chuckled and said back: "I'm not as pale as you."

Yan Mingzhe's face darkened: "This is the Yan family. How dare you talk to me like this? Are you tired of living?"

"Isn't it okay if I tell you that your face is pale?"

Nanfeng spread his hands, took two steps to the side, and stood behind Yan Nujiao: "Is a white face a curse word? Isn't it? Yan Nujiao, your little face is also very white."

Yan Nujiao smiled and said, "Thank you~"

A fierce light flashed in Yan Mingzhe's eyes, and his tone was gentle: "Little sister, your follower is really sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued. I hope his strength can be as powerful as his mouth."

Yan Nujiao chuckled and said, "Third brother, don't worry about me. How come these followers sent to you by the family were beaten into pig heads? How pitiful."

The six strong men behind Yan Mingzhe had pale faces, and they all cursed the chicken coop next to them in their hearts.

But they only dared to curse in their hearts. It was impossible to take action. Just now it was this chicken coop who beat six of them with only one hand.

The most terrifying thing is that this chicken coop is only level 37, and all six of them are level 39!

This chicken coop head is simply inhuman!

His follower was beaten. Not only was Yan Mingzhe not angry, he happily held his orchid finger and said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about the third brother's affairs. You should take care of yourself."

After saying that, he turned around and looked at Long Wudi: "Akun, you go to the guest room to rest first, and I'll go find my seventh uncle."

So, Yan Mingzhe and Yan Nujiao went to find their seventh uncle.

Nan Feng, Man Ning, and Long Wudi, who transformed into 'A Kun', went to the guest room to rest first.

"When we arrive, you can stay in this room first."

Man Ning took Nan Feng to the door of a guest room, then turned around and went back to her room.

"Hey beauty, don't leave, let's talk!"

Nan Feng suddenly reached out and grabbed Man Ning's wrist and pulled her into the room.

"You want to do it..." Before Man Ning could finish her words, Nanfeng raised the Desert Eagle and aimed at her.

"You have robbed the Yan family's things and you still dare to sneak into the Yan family? Are you very brave?" Nanfeng said in a cold tone.

Half a month ago, Nanfeng and Long Wudi were cheating and stealing Yan Mingzhe's goods. Man Ning knew this very well.

Once she reveals this secret, Nanfeng's situation will definitely be very dangerous.

So he planned to take the first step and deal with this hidden danger.

Man Ning sneered: "You were the one who robbed things, right? You pretended to be a member of the Yan family, swallowed the Yan family's goods, and now you are still sneaking into the Yan family... You are really brave."

The atmosphere in the room became tense.

After a while, Nanfeng put down the Desert Eagle and said, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

He weighed it again and again, but still didn't take action.

This is the Yan Mansion, and Man Ning is a follower of Yan Nujiao. If she is killed now, Nan Feng will no longer be able to stay in the Yan family.

Then the bet between him and Long Wudi ended before it even started?

No, I can't sing "Chicken You Are So Beautiful" in public, Taishe is dead... Nanfeng thought this, and looked at Man Ning with an evil look: "What should be said, what should not be said, you You should know it in your heart. I don’t care what your purpose is for joining the Yan family, just don’t affect me.”

"We don't offend the river." Man Ning said with a cold face, "Get out of the way."

Nanfeng gave up his position and Man Ning walked out quickly.

"Brother Feng, why is that little girl here?" As soon as Man Ning left, Long Wudi's subtle voice came from Nanfeng's [tactical headset].

Nanfeng tapped the [tactical headset] and replied in a low voice: "I don't know, I just warned her, she shouldn't dare to talk nonsense."

Long Wudi: "That's good."

The two of them didn't talk much. They stayed in their respective rooms to rest and quietly waited for dark.

Not long after, Yan Nujiao came to the door of the room with brisk steps: "Lu Xiaobu, Man Ning, we are ready to go."

After hearing this, Nanfeng put the tea set on the table into his backpack, opened the door and walked out.

Man Ning also walked out of the room at the same time.

Yan Nujiao said: "The martial arts tournament will begin soon. Let's go to the King of Fighters Arena first. I will tell you the rules of the martial arts tournament on the way."

The three of them walked out of Yan Mansion and got into a luxurious unicorn carriage.

On the way, Nanfeng learned the rules of this martial arts tournament under Yan Nujiao's explanation.

To put it simply, tonight's martial arts tournament is an arena battle.

There are a total of eight arenas in the King of Fighters Arena, numbered 1 to 8.

Whoever can hold the ring for half an hour will become the ring master and advance to the next round.

In other words, 8 champions will be decided tonight, and these 8 champions will go through knockout rounds in the next few days, and finally one to eight will be selected.

"The Liuyun Trial has a total of four test questions, namely hunting ferocious beasts, martial arts competitions, treasure hunting in ruins, and city management. Each test question will earn different points based on the ranking. After the four test questions are over, the one with the highest points will win. You can become the city lord of this term.”

Yan Nujiao said softly: "The martial arts competition is the second question. We must win at least the top three to be qualified to compete for the final city lord position."

"Well, this is the second question? Is the hunt for ferocious beasts over yet?" Nanfeng looked at Yan Nujiao with a bad feeling in his heart, "How many points did you get for the first question?"

Yan Nujiao rubbed her little hands in embarrassment: "Hehe, three points."

"Is three points high or low?" Nanfeng continued to ask, "How many points is the current first place? How many points is the last place?"

"Well, the first place currently has ten points and the last place has zero points."

Yan Nujiao looked serious: "Three points is neither a high score nor a low score. It should be considered a middle score, right?"