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The sky gradually darkened. Song Xuwen looked out at the dusk of Beijing and could not help but sigh.

"Compared to Beijing, I like Yanzhou's Dusk more. It seems... "It's a bit more human."

Song Jun stepped forward, "Dad, I like Beijing a lot. After all, it's an international city, and the development of all kinds of things is wonderful."

Song Xuanwen shook his head and laughed: "Hehe, Little Jun, you have only seen the most beautiful side of Yan Jing. Do you know that he is famous for his ten thousand bones?"

"Dad, is that necessary? Does our Song Family even need to be that dried up? " The Song Family smiled.

"Of course not, but look here, in these big companies, big office buildings, how many competitors are there in each company? There were too many people here, but … More have died. "

Watching the night fall outside the window, Song Jun didn't say anything else. He just felt that his father shouldn't be so sad. At least, the Song Family wouldn't be weak no matter where they went.

Song Xuewen said, "This is like a battlefield. The successful ones are all powerhouses whose hands are stained with blood. I was thinking... "If our Song Family was in Beijing, would we be able to develop to our current power?"

"Dad, I'm very confident on this point. We will develop even better. Our strength is unquestionable. In this land where the power to develop is greater, we will only be stronger."

Song Xuewen smiled as he turned to Qian Song, "Qian Song, what do you think?"

Qian Song smiled but didn't say anything. This was his habit as well. If he wasn't confident in his own abilities, he would rather not say anything than to comment rashly.

However, he did not reply. Song Xuwen nodded his head as if he had guessed what Qian Song was thinking.

"Hur hur, Qian Song, you're very smart."

Qian Song shook his head, "Mr. Song, history cannot be changed. The Song Family has developed to be the biggest family in Yanzhou. We have no way to imagine that we could achieve the same or even higher in Yan Jing."

Song Xuewen laughed, "You're right. Perhaps I am overthinking things. Oh right, when will Yang Qiangwu come?"

"He should be soon. He's already in Beijing. Half an hour ago, he left. Even if there's a traffic jam, it won't be too late." Qian Song said.

Song Xuewen nodded. "That's good. I don't know why, but the more critical time comes, the more uncertain I feel. Perhaps it's because I'm old, and sometimes I think too much."

"Alright, I am indeed too tired these days. Song.Song.Song.Song.Song.TL: Song.Song.Song.Song.Song.Song.Song.Song.Song." My heart has always been nervous about the Jing Family here. Now that they have left, we will have to negotiate with the Dragonpass Group again. It's time to rest. "

Then he slowly walked to the sofa and sat down. Song Jun couldn't help but feel his heart tighten. He didn't know when, but his father seemed to have aged suddenly. Whether it was the way he walked or the way he sat, he was tired.

He quickly ran over and supported his father. "Dad, slow down."

Song Xuewen sighed and laughed, "It seems... "He seems to have aged a lot in a single night. It's not like that since yesterday. I really want to return to Yanzhou and rest up as soon as possible."

As he was speaking, Qian Song answered a phone call. He then said, "Mr. Song, Mr. Yang is here. I'll go and pick him up now."

Song Xuewen nodded and waved his hand, as if he was too lazy to even open his mouth.

Qian Song quickly brought a man into the room. The man looked to be in his thirties. He wore a black training uniform, and his face was dark. His eyes weren't big, but they were fierce, giving him the impression of a ruthless person.

"Mr. Yang, I'm Song Xuwen from Yanzhou." Song Xuwen cupped his fist and said.

Yang Qiangwu nodded, "I've heard of the Song Family's famous name before. Mister Qian told me about it this time, but Mr. Song, let's get down to business."

"Alright, Mr. Yang is a straightforward person. I believe Qian Song has already told you about this. However, I still have some things I need to tell you."

"Mr. Song, please speak."

Song Xuwen lit up a cigarette, took a puff, and said, "Our target is not just some nobody, but the chairman of the Dragon Legend Corporation, Lin Zichen."

"I know, it's nothing. No matter what, the elites of the business world are not worthy to be compared with martial artists." Yang Qian Wu raised his head and said arrogantly.

Song Xuewen nodded. "But I do not want his life. I only hope that you bring him here to do something for me personally."

Hearing this, Yang Qian Wu frowned: "Hehe, Sir Song, do you know that when martial artists attack, there is nothing serious about it? If you want to live, then it is harder than dying."

"Hehe, I understand what you mean, Mr. Yang. Tell me straight, how do you plan on adjusting the price?"

"Two million." Yang Qian practiced martial arts.

Song Xuewen smiled. This martial artist was proud, but his words did not carry much weight. Two million might be a huge price for an average person, but for a powerful family like the Song Family, it was not even worth mentioning.

In any business of the Song Family, a price of 2 million was something they could ignore. Even Song Xuwen couldn't be bothered to negotiate because of the price of 2 million, so when he heard Yang Qian Wu's price, he agreed without a second word.

"No problem, as long as you bring Lin Zichen here, I will definitely pay for it." Song Xuwen said.

Yang Qian Wu shook his head and laughed: "Hur Hur, Mr. Song, I understand what you mean, but this doesn't seem to follow the rules."

"Oh? "Tell me what the rules are like."

"Normally, the Temple does not allow people to accept businesses without permission, and our Fire Needle School's rules are much stricter, so I violated the rules and accepted your order. If you do not pay the deposit first, I will not take action." Yang Qian Wu laughed.

Hearing this, Yang Qian Wu wrinkled his eyebrows and pushed out a strand of zhen qi, directly aiming at Song Jun's chest.

Song Jun only felt a wave of dizziness followed by a huge pain in his chest. He took a few steps back and rubbed his chest. Just as he was about to say something, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Song Xuwen glared at him, "Yang Qian Wu, what are you doing?"

Last time at the restaurant, his son was beaten up by Lin Zi Chen, but fortunately, he was not injured. However, Yang Qian Wu's attack had caused Song Jun to vomit blood, which made him quite anxious.

Yang Qian Wu coldly snorted, "Hmph, you don't know your limits. If you keep going on like this, I won't accept this deal. Then, I'll take your lives!"

This was a fighter. He was so powerful that even if you hired him, there was no reason for him to be stronger.

At this moment, the Song Family members deeply felt this feeling. Song Xuewen said, "Qian Song, help young master Jun up. Yang Qiangwu, tell me, how much deposit do you need?"

"Five hundred thousand!"

"Okay, no problem, but I hope you'll do it well. Don't leave any clues for the people and police to pass on to the Dragon Legend." Song Xuwen gritted his teeth and said.

Yang Qiangwu sneered, "That's inevitable. Since you've come to find me, I will naturally make things beautiful. However, this is not a reason for you to disrespect me, understand?"

As he said this, Yang Qiangwu turned to Song Jun, clearly intending to tell him this.

Song Jun was frightened and hurriedly nodded, "Understood, understood..."

After that, Song Xuewen had Qian Song transfer 500,000 dollars to Yang Qiangwu's account. Yang Qiangwu did not leave the hotel room until he was sure that 500,000 dollars had been transferred to the account.

Song Xuwen sighed and said, "Sigh, it seems that our Song Family will have to interact more with the martial world in the future. That way, at least we won't end up in such a sorry state."

Qian Song said, "Mr. Song, in fact, many of the big families now have warriors. They also have connections with some of the underground and warrior worlds."

"Hmm, I will go back and do this. If I am familiar with them, at least I won't look for someone like that and get ridiculed by them!"

With that said, Song Xuanwen pinched half a cigarette in his hand and returned to his bedroom. "I'm going to rest for a bit. I'll wake Yang Qian Wu up after he has some news."

"Yes, Mr. Song."

In the stone mountain villa, everyone was busy with their own things after dinner. According to Lin Zichen's intentions, Lan Luoshi was temporarily staying in the villa, but there were enough rooms, so there was no pressure at all.

After all, Lin Zi Chen figured that the Song Family would be making a move soon. He definitely wouldn't let the people around him become the opponent's bargaining chip. Naturally, he needed to be on his guard.

In the evening, Lan Luoshi, Huang Yi, and Zhou Xiaodong all went to bed early. After all, they were all mortal, and they were very tired after a busy day, so they slept rather early.

As for Huo Qing, Ling Ya, Hei Yu, and Wu Shuang'er, they were each cultivating in their own rooms. They were busy during the day working and protecting everyone, and it became their daily routine when they started cultivating at night.

Lin Zi Chen was in his room resting with his eyes closed. Of course, he didn't go into seclusion because he had made an appointment with Jiang Yu in the day. When everyone was asleep, they would secretly go to Wu Mountain to play.

It wasn't until 12 o'clock that Lin Zichen finally got up and left the room. Of course, he wouldn't forget to seal Xiao Feng's space for perception.

Xiao Feng felt that her perception of the outside world had turned pitch black. Helplessly, she rolled her eyes.

Lin Zi Chen's movement technique was naturally unnoticed by others. He walked to the door of Jiang Yu's room. The door was slightly ajar, clearly showing that he had left the room for the others.

He quietly went in and locked the door, then walked inside.

At this time, Jiang Yu had already changed into a pearl-colored pajamas and was waiting for him. Seeing Lin Zichen walk in, Jiang Yu shyly smiled and walked forward to hug him.

"Little girl, why do I feel like I'm stealing?"

"Shut up! What are you talking about? I'm the real girlfriend!" Jiang Yu said.

"Shh …" Hush. "

"Moral, look at how scared you are. You're usually pretty good, why are you so timid?" Jiang Yu covered his mouth and laughed.

Lin Zi Chen also had a silly smile on his face. Looking at Jiang Yu in front of him, he had a face full of delicate features. When his pajamas opened, they revealed a deep arc, and he immediately picked up Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu collapsed in his arms. "I'm worried for you."

"Hehe, I …" Lin Zi Chen did not finish his sentence, he suddenly stopped, as if he felt something.

Jiang Yu laughed. "What's wrong?" Scared again? Heh heh, didn't you say that someone was looking for trouble with us recently? Look at how scared I am, as if someone is coming. " Lin Zi Chen slightly narrowed his eyes, slowly putting Jiang Yu down, and said: "You're right, he's already here."

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