Strongest Immortal Reborn In City

In the eyes of the master of the Song family, which one is not a ruthless person who can become a hegemon and a hero of the generation?

Meng ran will only ruin his great future because of his kindness. Therefore, in Song Zhengde's opinion, his grandson will only become another's chess piece in the big game of Yanjing, and failure is inevitable.

The so-called gentle village hero grave, but so.

Song Junxiong is indeed the eldest son of song Zhengde. He has thoroughly understood his nephew's fatal weakness. With a grim smile, he looks like he is ready to do something. He confidently says:

"since indecision and women's benevolence are the fatal weakness of this little beast, we should start from this aspect, so to deal with him, we only need to control the life and death of his parents!"

Song Zhengde laughs and reminds him: "in addition to his parents, since the fourth elder is his sister-in-law and helps their family so much in private, my good grandson's disposition is to repay his kindness, so he is also a key chess piece for us to control Meng ran!"

Song Junxiong suddenly realized that the father and son could not help but look at each other and gave out a sinister laugh like collusion.

After a long time, song Junxiong asked intentionally or unintentionally: "father, I heard that three younger sister founded a company in the south of the Yangtze River, which has gradually become prosperous in recent years. Let's..."

Song Zhengde didn't care. He waved and interrupted: "it's OK. Let her make it. My good daughter thinks that she can get rid of my control after breaking off the relationship with her family. She has never escaped from my hand

"My people have been planted around her for a long time. How can I not know her every move? Ha ha... "

In a short period of time, the conversation between the father and the son has exposed one after another of the great mysteries, but unfortunately, no one knows about their conversation

Just when the capital of Yanjing was ready to move, Jiangnan Province, which is thousands of miles away, is also a dark tide surging, and the mountain rain will be in the future.

In the blue sky, a luxury private jet roared past.

According to the original plan, this private airliner should have arrived at Jiangzhou City, Jiangbei Province, China. But somehow, it temporarily changed its route and went all the way south to the south of the Yangtze River!

In the late evening, the luxury airliner not only avoided the monitoring of Jiangnan military region by using high-tech means, but also landed in Wuzhou City, Jiangnan province!

As the engine room door opened, he saw a tall man in a black windbreaker and a gentleman's cap filed out.

Oddly enough, these people are like humanoid machines. They never speak a word from the beginning to the end. They feel cold and have no feelings.

This group of men, unexpectedly, are all Western European aristocrats with golden hair and blue eyes!

No!

Their eyes are not sky blue, but It's a red color like blood!

In the twilight, these figures in black are like demons in the dark night. They are full of blood, as if stepping out of the sea of corpses. The strong smell of blood is suffocating.

Wait! What's that?

At this time, it was faintly seen that a huge black object was slowly lifted out of the cabin by them, as if It's like a coffin!

This group of Western European nobles actually use luxury airliner to transport coffins!?

What's more astonishing is that one of the elderly people, who is a little old, came to the coffin with a feverish face. He bowed and whispered a few words, as if he had received a response. He even nodded repeatedly.

A few minutes later, with the old man's wave, this group of Western European nobles, who looked strange and gloomy, carried the coffin and swept it in a certain direction.

Without exception, we all set foot in the sky!