super abandoned son-in-law

Chapter 316 Shuncheng Already Has Your Legend
Chapter 318 Shuncheng Already Has Your Legend
Three in the afternoon.

Shuncheng Xiong's house, a car slowly drove in.

Inside the car, Song Qiu connected Chu Chen's phone, "Brother-in-law, we are here."

After Song Qiu got out of the car, a figure walked up with a burly back, laughing loudly, "This is little brother Song Qiu, I'm Xiong Le."

The head of the Xiong family in Shuncheng.

At the beginning, Chu Chen summoned one of the eight forces of the Huang family with the order of the young master Jiuxuan.

Song Qiu was also a little flattered at the moment. The big man in front of him, who can make Shuncheng earthquake by stomping his feet, came to greet him in person today, and even took the initiative to make friends.

Brother-in-law's face is really too great.

"Mr. Xiong, you can call me Xiaoqiu." Song Qiu replied humbly.

"Then just call me uncle, you're welcome." Xiong Le laughed heartily, looking at Song Qiu with sparkling eyes.

This is the brother-in-law of Young Master Jiuxuan.

In Xiong Le's view, he is simply a little ancestor.

Must be entertained.

"Uncle Xiong." Song Qiu immediately introduced Li Zhen's family to Xiong Le, and Xiong Le invited everyone in.

"I'm hungry all the way, the food and drink are ready." Xiong Le smiled at Mimi.

"Then we'll wait for brother-in-law while eating." Song Qiu patted the ten-year-old boy next to him, "Xiaoshu, let's go. Brother Qiu will teach you boxing after dinner."

"Chu... Young Master Chu is coming?" Xiong Le's body shook violently.

The news he received was to entertain Song Qiu. On the phone, Chu Chen did not say that he would come to Shuncheng.

"Of course."

After getting Song Qiu's affirmative answer, Xiong Le became even more excited and kept rubbing his hands, unable to hide the excitement in his heart.

Behind Xiong Le, several young juniors looked at each other in blank dismay.

One of the young people about 20 years old is Xiong Le's son, Xiong Zhenguang. At this moment, Xiong Zhenguang's face is full of confusion. Is this the unsmiling, serious and cold father he knows?

"Brother Guang, what is the background of this person?" The young man on the side asked cautiously, "It looks younger than me, maybe it's not full."

"I heard it came from Chancheng." Xiong Zhenguang said, "Do you remember the last time? My dad mobilized all the strength of the Xiong family to help the Song family in Chancheng and deal with the Huang family, the most powerful family in Chancheng at that time. This man , it’s from the Song family.”

The young man looked at it carefully for a while, "Not to mention, this young man looks a lot like the Patriarch."

Xiong Zhenguang:? ? ?

After drinking and eating, Chu Chen hadn't arrived yet. After Xiong Le answered the phone, he said sideways, "Xiaoguang, you accompany Xiaoqiu first, and I'll do something. You young people also have common topics, let's talk about it first." Let's go." Xiong Le stood up and nodded towards Song Qiu, "Xiao Qiu, I'll excuse you first."

"It's okay, Uncle Xiong, go get busy." Song Qiu also stood up quickly.

After Xiong Le left, Xiong Zhenguang and the others looked at each other.

"Song Qiu." Xiong Zhenguang stretched out his hand, "My name is Xiong Zhenguang, and I am a student of Shuncheng Ba Dao Boxing Gym, under the tutelage of Master Zhen Ba Dao."

Song Qiu's pupils shrank slightly, and they ate at the same table. Of course, he already knew the identity of Xiong Zhenguang, but now Xiong Zhenguang introduced himself again, still under the name of a boxing gym, which was somewhat provocative.

Song Qiu was young and full of vigor, so he would naturally not lose his momentum at this juncture. He reached out and shook his hand, "Song Qiu, a student of Chancheng Elite Boxing Gym, how many masters do you have?"

The two hands were clasped together.

Many eyes looked over one after another.

Li Zhen raised his eyebrows and stared ahead.

For a moment, Song Qiu kept a smile on his face, while Xiong Zhenguang's face gradually became stiff.

He was three years older than Song Qiu, and wanted to test Song Qiu's strength, but unexpectedly, he seemed to be taught a lesson by Song Qiu.

"I heard that the martial arts in Chancheng is popular, and the number of boxing gyms is in the forefront of Guangdong Province. I don't know where this elite boxing gym ranks?" The young man standing behind Xiong Zhenguang couldn't see Xiong Zhenguang's expression. Autumn mend a knife.

"Shut up." Xiong Zhenguang let go of his hand, looked at Song Qiu, "Let's have a discussion?"

Song Qiu spread his hands indifferently, "It's boring anyway."

"So arrogant."

"Brother Guang, teach him a lesson and let him experience the power of Domineering Fist."

"Brother Guang is one of the top ten outstanding young boxers in the Shuncheng boxing world this year. It is not easy to deal with this kid."

The few people soon came to the back garden of Xiong's house. There was a martial arts practice area in the back garden. Song Qiu saw the long-lost plum blossom pile.

"Come on." Song Qiu jumped up, stood on the plum blossom pile, and looked back at Xiong Zhenguang, "I don't know how many moves your domineering fist can resist when it meets the Qilin step."

"Try it and you will know." Xiong Zhenguang has already felt Song Qiu's power, and his eyes have already put away his contempt. He jumped up with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes. He is one of the top ten young boxers in Shuncheng. Those in front of him were all older than him, and Xiong Zhenguang had never lost.

"Brother Guang, come on!"

Many young people from Xiong's family came to cheer for Xiong Zhenguang.

Xiong Zhenguang is the benchmark figure of the younger generation of the Xiong family.

On the other side of the crowd, Li Xiaoshu hesitated for a moment, but mustered up his courage, "Brother Qiu, come on."

Many people laughed.

"I've never heard of the Chancheng Elite Boxing Gym."

"This Song Qiu is only sixteen or seventeen years old, how capable he can be."

"Brother Guang take care of him."

On the plum blossom pile, Xiong Zhenguang stepped forward and charged aggressively, "I've made a move, take it."

Domineering fist.

The fist is domineering, overwhelming.

A young man turned his head and smiled at Li Xiaoshu, "Little guy, take care of us. Our Shuncheng Domineering Fist is one of the best in boxing. Don't be fooled."

Bang!
A figure fell heavily from the plum blossom pile.

The scene was instantly silent.

The young man raised his head, his eyeballs were about to protrude, and he rubbed his eyes subconsciously, "Where's Brother Guang?"

Song Qiu was the only one left on the plum blossom pile.

Is the battle over?
one move?
With the menacing Overbearing Fist, the top ten outstanding youths in Shuncheng lost to a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy from Chancheng in one move?

Everyone looked in disbelief.

On the ground, after Xiong Zhenguang recovered his breath, he suddenly jumped up and stared at Song Qiu with fanaticism in his eyes, "What kind of kung fu are you doing?"

Song Qiu stood on the plum blossom pile with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently, "The Qilin footwork is passed down from the Nanquan master, Chu Chen."

"Chu Chen, Chu Chen..." Xiong Zhenguang kept mumbling the name, and his eyes gradually showed enthusiasm.

Seeing this scene, Song Qiu couldn't help but smile inwardly.

Brother-in-law, you have not come to Shuncheng yet, Shuncheng already has a legend about you.

And your little fanboy!
"Where is Chu Chen?" Xiong Zhenguang suddenly raised his head, "I want to worship him as my teacher."

(End of this chapter)