The super soldier king of the stunning president

Chapter 1208 Movie King (5 Chapters)
Song Xiangyang and Song Xiangkang are compatriots and cousins, and they shared a grandfather hundreds of years ago.

But in the face of interests, what about the brothers who are dear?
People with higher social status and background have become more and more indifferent to the concept of family affection.

In their eyes, all people who are related by blood are their competitors and potential enemies.

The royal family and wealthy families have been fighting each other since ancient times. Even Song Lifu of the previous generation had to step on the blood of many compatriots to rise to power when he was young.

Song Xiangyang had put aside his brotherhood by assassinating them, and Song Xiangyang didn't have to give him any face.

Even if he didn't come to assassinate, and Wu Di killed it by mistake without anyone witnessing it, Song Xiangyang still chose to protect Wu Di.

Comparing a genius warrior with a dude, who is more important can be figured out with his toes.

"They're here!"

Wu Di and Song Xiangyang had just talked a few words, when a burst of strong high beams came from a distance.

Judging by the car's high beam beams, there are at least five cars.

Song Xiangyang reminded Wu Disheng, indicating that the sect had sent people to rescue, and checked the specific situation by the way.

"Crack-"

"Bang bang—"

Five cars soon arrived at the blasting site, their lights turned to low beams and shot at Wu Di, Song Xiangyang and others.

The car door opened, and all the people sitting on it got out.

Those who came were all the elite children of the Good Fortune Sect, as well as Song Xianghui and two elders of the Lizi School.

Wu Di remembered that they were all drinking at the wine table.

Obviously, after they knew Song Xiangyang was calling for help, they followed the car along.

"Big boy."

"Xiangyang."

The Lizi faction and elite disciples came to Song Xiangyang and the others, and greeted them politely.

Song Xiangyang also greeted them politely.

"Brother, what is going on? Are you okay?"

Song Xianghui looked at Song Xiangyang with a worried face, and asked with great concern.

"fine."

Song Xiangyang's expressionless answer was an indirect response to other people's concerns.

"Fuck—"

Song Xianghui looked at the big crater and the seriously deformed Lincoln car in surprise, "Made, which bastard did this, and used so many explosives to blow up my elder brother. Fortunately, the car is good. Otherwise, I will never see my eldest brother again in this life."

"Everyone don't need to get angry. Now that the matter has passed, it's useless to be emotional and angry."

Song Xiangyang calmly responded to Song Xianghui's false concern, and saved others from sighing in surprise.

They are brothers, they were both born from the same grandfather, and on the surface they still care about each other.

Even if they go in and out with red eyes and white knives behind their backs, if it is not at the last moment, they will not turn their faces in public.

Even if Song Xiangkang was ordered by Song Xianghui to assassinate Song Xiangyang, without direct evidence, Song Xiangyang could only be kind at the moment.

"Made—"

Song Xianghui didn't shut up just because of this, instead he yelled angrily, "Have you found out who did it? Even dare to carry out assassinations within the territory of our Creation Gate, are you tired of doing it? Don't let me know who did it!" Yes, or I will uproot him!"

When Song Xianghui said the truth again, several sect elites, including Wu Di and Hu Lijing, all set their eyes on him.

The rivalry between the two brothers is well known, and Song Xianghui had the motive to assassinate Song Xiangyang.

Besides, with his ability to get a tube of hormone drugs is no problem at all.

Song Xianghui secretly gave the hormone drugs to the seventh brother, and then instigated him to assassinate him. He talked about the past when he was bullied by Wu Di and Song Xiangyang, and that guy would definitely run over stupidly.

In addition, before the meal, Song Xiangkang and Wu Di had conflicts, and were reprimanded by Song Xiangyang in public to lose face.

If someone gave Song Xiangkang hormone drugs, in all likelihood, An Nai would come to assassinate him.

"The killer is dead."

Song Xiangyang said calmly, "He is covering his face, and his combat power is much weaker than Wu Di's. He was directly turned into a blood mist by one move. I don't know who it is."

"Yes, if you let me know who he is, or come here on behalf of a certain force, I will definitely kill him!" Wu Di gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Hey--"

Song Xianghui sighed at this time, and said in a full of disappointment: "That's really a pity!"

As soon as he finished sighing, anger flashed on his face and he said: "However, since we have offended our Fortune Gate, even if there is only a piece of fingernail left, we have to find him and the forces standing behind him."

"That's necessary." Song Xiangyang said angrily with his cheeks shaking from side to side.

"Made—"

Song Xianghui still couldn't swallow his anger, and continued to curse, "Tonight was the door owner's big day, and everyone was drinking happily, so it's really disappointing that this kind of thing suddenly happened. But you guys are all right, brother. The best gift of our Good Fortune Gate."

"Hehe... Our lives are on the line! An assassination of this level is too young to take our lives away."

Song Xiangyang said with a smile, there was no sign of the most dangerous assassination just now on his face.

"Haha...Wu Di, I want to thank you very much this time! If it weren't for you, my eldest brother might have been killed by the thugs!"

Song Xianghui came over, held Wu Di's hand and thanked him all the time, "I knew I was right, a genius like you who is capable of writing, martial arts, and shrewd, as expected, anyone who can have it will be a blessing in ten lifetimes. "

Wu Di: "..."

He was wondering if Song Xianghui instigated it from behind?
And at this moment, Song Xianghui kept thanking Wu Di, did he already scold his eighteen generations of ancestors in his heart?

If Song Xiangyang died, then Song Xianghui would definitely be the next sect master.

Wu Di went to save him, can Song Xianghui not be hated?
Wu Di felt that Song Xianghui wanted to take a knife and chop himself into meatloaf at this moment.

"Where is that...Third Young Master is serious. I, Eldest Young Master, and Sister Jing are all friends, and the enemy also assassinated me in the car. This is what I should do."

Wu Di smiled modestly, taking everything as easy work and mutual help between friends.

He was thinking that Song Xianghui hated himself so much at the moment, wouldn't it be tiring to talk to himself like this?
Didn't he say that he doesn't like to pretend, and likes to speak directly and domineeringly?
Didn't he reprimand Wu Di angrily every time he saw Wu Di turning a corner and talking?

Made--

The expensive circle is really messed up, this is a bunch of movie kings!
"Brother, why don't you transfer Wu Di to my side? I like him more and more, especially after he saved you."

Song Xianghui looked at Song Xiangyang with his head, and asked with a smile.

"On behalf of Wu Di, I would like to thank my third brother for his great love. He saved me tonight, and I am even more grateful for keeping him by my side."

Song Xiangyang responded with a smile on his face, "It's getting late, let's deal with the scene and collect evidence before returning to the sect. After all, if the elders know that I was assassinated, I'm afraid they will be very worried right now!"

"Okay, then let's go back first, and we will have a meeting to deal with the rest." Song Xianghui replied.

(End of this chapter)