My friends are gods

Chapter 262
Song Qiming was about to go out with Fatty.

At this time, an old and slightly weak voice suddenly sounded.

"Wait a minute..."

Hearing this voice, everyone at the scene was stunned, and then their faces brightened, and they looked at the bed.

I saw that Mr. Xia, Xia Jie, slowly opened his eyes and was looking at Song Qiming weakly.

He was never dead, just poisoned.

Therefore, although it is painful, unable to control oneself, and even fell into a coma in the end, it still has a sense of the outside world.

Therefore, even though he didn't see the previous scenes, he could still hear them closely and knew what was going on.

"Father!"

"Father!"

Everyone in the Xia family shouted in unison, and walked over quickly.

"Scatter them all for me."

Xia Jie waved his hand, struggled to get up from the bed, looked at Song Qiming's position, and knelt down deeply.

The faces of the members of the Xia family changed drastically.

The old man who has just recovered is doing movements, will it have any impact on anything!

"Thank you my benefactor!"

Xia Jie bowed his head deeply and thanked him sincerely.

He knew that without Song Qiming, he would surely die, and moreover, he would still die at the hands of his son.

"Why should the old man be so polite?" Song Qiming smiled slightly, walked over, supported Xia Jie, and said with a smile: "I and Chao are friends, and this matter is just a matter of little effort, if it is so polite, wouldn't it seem alien? "

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this, Xia Jie was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head and laughed.

Although the body is still a little weak, but the laughter is so full of energy.

He said, "That's right, you can't see outsiders."

After finishing speaking, he glanced around for a week, and said: "Very well, all the high-level members of our Xia family are here, and I will put my words here today. From now on, Mr. Song will be the highest-level distinguished guest of our Xia family. His words , is my word!"

When this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

This is equivalent to giving Song Qiming a supreme right.

If Song Qiming wanted to misbehave with the Xia family, after obtaining this kind of power, he could destroy the Xia family with a single word!

"What? Does any of you have an opinion?"

Xia Jie fixed his eyes, and said in a deep voice, I have to say that even though the old man is old, he is superior to others in terms of courage.

Otherwise, who would dare to let an outsider hold the supreme power of the entire family?
"We have no opinion!"

Hearing Xia Jie's words, everyone in the Xia family responded in unison.

Without Song Qiming, the Xia family would have survived in name only under Xia Mu's deliberate calculations.

Therefore, they did not have much resistance.

Song Qiming smiled calmly.

How can a person at his level take these worldly rights seriously?

If he wants, he can turn his hand into clouds and his hands into rain at will.

"Mr. Song, from now on, my life, Xia Jie, is yours, and you can take it away at any time."

Xia Jie looked at Song Qiming, his voice was weak, but there was a sense of clatter, and he said: "I have a rebellious son under my knees, and thanks to Mr. Song for eradicating him, you and my grandson are also classmates. From now on, I will make the Xia family bigger and bigger." All of his property will be handed over to his grandson.”

It's no wonder that Xia Jie has been in the secular world for so many years.

This seems to have nothing to do with Song Qiming, but it was said earlier that Song Qiming has the greatest power in the Xia family, and now he wants to hand over the property to fat Lu Yanchao. It seems to be for Song Qiming's face. In fact, there is another important point mean--

You are the most powerful person in my Xia family, and you are a classmate with my grandson, and my grandson is the successor of the Xia family. If the Xia family is in trouble, can you help?
Song Qiming shook his head, stood up slowly, and said flatly: "Mr. Xia, if you want to say that, it's meaningless."

Xia Jie doesn't need to beat around the bush. If something happens to the Xia family and the fat man speaks up, how can Song Qiming not help?

But when these words came out of Xia Jie's mouth, there was a sense of calculating Song Qiming.

Besides, Song Qiming didn't care about the supreme power of the Xia family.

Xia Jie's body shook slightly, and he hurriedly said: "This old man is not frank enough. He subconsciously brought in the thought of intrigue with the businessman. Please don't blame Mr. Song."

Everyone in the Xia family lowered their heads slightly and did not speak.

They are also elites, so they naturally know the meaning of those words.

Now that Song Qiming's words revealed this meaning, they all felt rather embarrassed.

After all, Song Qiming has helped the Xia family too much.

"I don't want a next time."

Song Qiming said flatly: "If you have something to say, you can say it directly."

"clear."

Xia Jie hurriedly bowed his head and responded.

The dignified old man of the Xia family, who kept his promises, was so respectful to a young man like Song Qiming at this moment.

If other people saw this scene, they would be stunned and stunned.

"Ah."

Song Qiming nodded slightly.

He hates being counted on.

But for Fatty's sake, he didn't care about it.

Fatty couldn't get involved in the matter here, and he didn't want to get involved, so he hurriedly led Song Qiming out of the room.

In the whole aspect, only the absolute high-level members of the Xia family are left.

Xia Jie slowly lay on the bed, glanced at Xia Jin who was sitting motionless on the seat, and asked, "How is your injury?"

Xia Jin smiled wryly and said, "There is nothing serious, but I can't move."

He clearly felt that after Song Qiming's breath entered his body, his injury improved significantly.

It's almost fine now.

However, that soft force still supported his body, making him unable to move.

After saying this, because of Song Qiming's departure, Xia Jin suddenly felt a burst of relief in his body.

"I can move." Xia Jin hurriedly stood up from his seat.

Everyone at the scene shrank their pupils.

They are not fools, so they naturally know that this has something to do with Song Qiming.

As long as someone is here, Xia Jin, who is in the realm of the master, can be immobilized. This strength is truly terrifying.

No wonder, even Xia Mu, who was comparable to the real Wu Wang, was slapped to death with a random palm.

……

Song Qiming and Fatty walked to the courtyard of the villa.

"Qiming, thank you very much this time."

The fat man said gratefully: "Without you, not only would there be no way to solve the family's internal worries, but Xia Mu and Xia Shui might still slander our family. At that time, they really wouldn't be able to clean up by jumping into the Yellow River."

Song Qiming smiled lightly and said, "The last time there was a conflict, you stood up without hesitation, didn't I say thank you?"

Hearing this, the fat man gave a wry smile.

He naturally remembered that matter, but he was confident, Zhao Yan, he didn't pay attention to it.

Of course, he was also certain that if it wasn't someone from the Xia family, he would have stood up.

But at this moment when Song Qiming said these words, Fatty always felt something was wrong.

He smiled wryly: "Even if I don't stand up, that mere Zhao Yan will not be taken seriously by you."

Compared with Song Qiming, what is Zhao Yan?
After all, this is an awesome person who shoots practitioners to death casually.

The fat man sighed.

There isn't a fucking normal person in the dorm.

(End of this chapter)