"Dad, that Have you heard about the third son? "

In the Songjia villa in Yanjing City, Meng Ran's brother-in-law is looking at his father who is leaning on the head of his bed.

Meng Ran's sword fight with Xie's sword crazy Wushan was like a hurricane of 12, which swept through the whole country of China. As one of the nine families, the Song family got to know the situation very quickly.

Since the incident of song Zhengde's 80th birthday last year, the reputation and status of the Song family in Yanjing have fallen a thousand feet.

On his birthday, master song Zhengde, the leader of the Song family, was given a "bell" by Meng Xianshi's female apprentice on his birthday. This is like beating the face of the Song family.

At first, those powerful men in Yanjing city were waiting to see jokes. As a result, song Zhengde, an old fox, was bedridden for a long time and did not make any statement about it.

The whole song family is also quite tacit understanding not to mention a word, this matter really wants to be so insipid in the past.

However, only song Junxiong, the eldest son of the Song family, knew that his father was deliberately pretending to be ill!

Although song Zhengde looks weak all day, he lies in bed to recuperate. In fact, he knows everything about China!

Especially Meng ran and the trend of special departments, this period of time song Zhengde care most!

"Do you mean he wants to fight the sword maniac of Xie's family? Fourth, she has told me

Song Zhengde, leaning on the head of the bed, is reading the newspaper in his hand, and he does not lift his head.

The eldest son, song Junxiong, could not believe it when he heard the Arabian Nights? She would take the initiative to replace the little animal with you!? This... "

"Junxiong, you have to understand that he Meng Xianshi duels with Xie family. No matter who wins or loses, we are all winners."

Song Zhengde raised his eyelids with profound meaning.

Song Junxiong is stunned. How can he not understand that his nephew duels with others? How can the Song family become a winner instead?

Song Zhengde said with a smile, "Meng ran won. You and I can tell the world that he is a good grandson of song Zhengde. If the Xie family won, it would just help us to get rid of a big problem? "

Song Junxiong suddenly realized that he had a sly smile like a fox on his face. The father and son knew each other.

However, no one noticed that song Shuyao, holding a cup of ginseng tea outside the bedroom door, happened to listen to the dialogue between the father and son word after word.

"Dad, why do you hate Xiaoran so much It was you who made mistakes in those years. "

……

At the time when there was a lot of noise outside, for Meng ran and Jian Chi's sword resolution, they had a heated argument.

However, Meng ran came alone to Sichuan Tibet City, Wujiang Province in the southwest border of China.

Sichuan Tibet City, the capital of Wujiang Province, has a population of 1.2 million. Most of its residents are Tibetans. It is one of the ethnic minorities with a large population base in China.

Because of its subtropical location, Wujiang province is humid and rainy all the year round. Even if the Spring Festival is just over, there are scattered drizzles in the sky.

Meng ran took a taxi, in accordance with ningfeixuan informed his location, all the way to the outskirts of a small wooden house.

As soon as Meng ran got out of the car, two figures sprang out of the wooden house. With two sharp fists, one left and one right almost attacked Meng Ran's face at the same time!

Meng ran turned a blind eye, a strong momentum swept out of his body, on the spot will two sneak attackers, back more than ten meters!

Like a broken kite, hit the wooden house hard!

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