The Most Powerful Young Man

The old man's face was smiling and wrinkled, and his eyes were narrowly squinted, shining brightly.

That was an ordinary old man, but when he saw that old man, Xiao Yao's eyelids jumped uncontrollably, telling him intuitively that this old man is not easy...

Xiao Yao looked at the old man, and the old man looked at Xiao Yao.

Like Xiao Yao, the other person looked at him with a weird look.

"Where are my father and my grandfather?" Song Yilin on the side suddenly said.

Song Peng's expression stiffened a little, and said with a smile, "Don't worry about this."

"Don't worry about this, what's the worry?" Song Yilin's expression was very ugly, and his face was full of anger. It seemed that he could not wait to pounce on Song Peng to beat Song Peng violently.

However, he dare not.

The reason is very simple. If Song Peng is really solved, all problems will be solved. They would have done it a long time ago, but now, they are not sure whether Song Jiangshan and Song Weiliu are here. If Song Peng is pressed urgently. When the time comes, the other party will do something eager to jump over the wall, and he will regret it at that time.

This was also what Xiao Yao told Song Yilin on the way back.

Song Peng smiled and said, "Go in, sit down and talk."

This is in response to ever-changing changes.

Although Song Peng didn't want to tear his face right now, it was no different from tearing his face. To be precise, he and Song Yilin had already torn their face.

However, Song Peng was sure that Song Yilin didn't dare to do anything to him now, so he didn't worry at all.

Xiao Yao guessed right. Before they came, Song Peng had already transferred Song Niliu and Song Jiangshan. He was a person who was very vigilant in doing everything, and he was the same this time.

"Song Peng, I don't like going around in circles, just one sentence, what do you want." Since he has torn his face, Song Yilin will not be so polite to the other party, he said bluntly.

It was too difficult to make him calm down.

Hearing Song Yilin's words, Xiao Yao only showed a bitter smile, but he didn't show much surprise, because now Song Yilin's attitude was what he could have expected before.

"Yilin, you shouldn't talk to your second uncle like this." A young man said.

"Fuck you. Damn, Song Qiang, you are not a good bird. You are also second uncle and second uncle. Does he still think of himself as a member of the Song family? My grandfather, his biological father, he dare to do something, he Or is it a member of the Song family? Do you even recognize him?" Song Yilin became angry when he heard the young man's words.

The young man named Song Qiang just smiled.

Recognize Song Peng?

They really don't care.

Mr. Song has only two sons.

In other words, in this courtyard, Song Peng, Song Yilin, and Song Peng’s son were born out of the Song family’s direct line, and all the people present were collateral lines.

Who is the Patriarch of the Song Family, does it matter? Whether it is Song Niliu or Song Peng, there is not much difference between them. They only care about one thing, who can give them the greatest benefit!

When Song Niliu was in the past, although they lived very well, they were not satisfied. This is nonsense. A person’s ambition and greed are the most insatiable, even if it is a beggar on the side of the road. You give him a dollar, and he will still stare at your wallet.

Song Qiang and others are like this.

If it weren't for Song Peng's promise, after he became the Patriarch of the Song family, all of them would get tangible benefits, and their brains would be broken, so they would support Song Peng!

Xiao Yao saw this thoroughly, but Song Yilin still couldn't understand it.

"Song Yilin, how do you talk!" It was another young man who was angry, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but his voice sounded very sharp, typical drake voice, "Hey, I think your kid is afraid of being beaten!"

"Huh, why don't we practice?" Song Yilin's eyes fell on him, and said with a sneer, "Song Xuan, it was not you who hurt me last time. Why are you so sore? Otherwise, let's try it alone. Try and see who is good?"

After listening to Song Yilin's words, Xiao Yao looked at the man named Song Xuan and his eyes became a little cold.

Song Yilin's words are not difficult to understand. It seems that this guy named Song Xuan is Song Peng's son, and the reason why Song Yilin was injured is that this guy led the people.

"..." Song Xuan heard Song Yilin's words and immediately remained silent.

He is not a fool, of course he knows that he is not Song Yilin's opponent.

If he could really hang Song Yilin, why did he take the old man with him last time, wouldn't it be better to solve the other party alone?

As a self-aware person, he feels that at this time it is better not to make a difference.

"Young man, if the injury on his body is not healed, his anger should not be that big."

I don't know when, the old man who had previously looked at Xiao Yao had already approached him.

The smile on his face looked quite kind, but what he said made Xiao Yao and the others very uncomfortable.

"Are you the one who injured Song Yilin last time?" Xiao Yao looked at the old man and said with a smile.

The old man glanced at Xiao Yao, neither nodded nor shook his head, which was considered noncommittal.

This attitude of the other party has verified Xiao Yao's previous guess, it seems that he guessed right, and this old man gave him a very strange feeling.

To put it simply, it was this old man who made Xiao Yao unable to see through.

Xiao Yao couldn't see through the old man, and the old man couldn't see through the young man in front of him either.

This surprised him.

You know, this is the secular world! In such a place where spiritual energy is lacking, to what extent can someone in their twenties cultivate? But now, obviously this is not the case. There can be a young man who can make him unable to see through. It is enough to see that he has mumbled outside cultivators before.

However, he knows how to hide his emotions, even if he is surprised, he will not show it on his face.

It is very stupid to put the thoughts in your heart on your face.

"You owe my brother, I will let you double back." Xiao Yao said.

The old man smiled and nodded: "The idea is very good, but young man, do you know what is introverted?"

"I don't know." Xiao Yao said with a smile, "Can you explain?"

"It's not a good thing to be sharp, young, you have a long way to go, don't have to live with yourself, you have to understand that there are many things in this world that you don't understand, and you have your own life. , Why bother to come in? Don’t you be afraid that you are drowning in the muddy water?”

Although the smile on the old man's face remained undiminished when he spoke, the threats in the words can be heard by individuals.

He was threatening Xiao Yao, or an unconcealed threat!

Xiao Yao frowned, took a deep breath, and asked, "Are you a muddy water? What does this matter have to do with you? You are not from the Song family, right?" For this, Xiao Yao still It can be confirmed that if the other party is really from the Song family, it is impossible for Song Yilin not to know the other party.

The old man was taken aback for a moment, and probably didn't expect Xiao Yao to even use what he said just now to refute himself.

After a long time, he laughed again: "You're right. I am not from the Song family. I am still in the muddy water. However, the water can only drown short people."

"I am taller than you, not to mention, you are a little hunched." Xiao Yao said with a smile.

The old man put a smile away.

He was a little unhappy.

"You are swearing around and calling me an old thing, right?" The old man said angrily.

"..." Xiao Yao admired the other party's ability to associate, but he still smiled happily, "If you don't tell me, I really didn't remember it, yes, I can call you an old thing! Old thing, you Say you are okay to eat and you have to make trouble to do? Isn’t it good to go home for the elderly? When you’re okay, carry a bird cage and wander around, or bring a pair of sunglasses to pretend to be a fortune teller, and touch the old lady in the alley. Hand, how pleasant it is—provided that you have to beware of whether the old man will beat you."

The old man was about to tremble with anger.

"Song Peng, let's talk about it, what are we going to do before you are willing to let Song Yilin's father and grandfather go." Xiao Yao said as his eyes fell on Song Peng.

Song Peng glanced at Xiao Yao, did not speak, and looked at Song Yilin again.

"Don't look at me, what Xiao brother is talking about now is what I want to ask." Song Yilin said.

"Hey, I said how dare you come back, the feeling is to find a helper." Song Qiang said with a sneer.

"Did I find a helper? It has nothing to do with you." Song Yilin shrugged.

Song Peng was relieved. He nodded, looked at Xiao Yao, and said, "You are Xiao Yao, right?"

Xiao Yao did not answer him either.

Who told him to ignore himself before? Humph, I'm a very careful person!

"Defeat Xiao Yao who is a long swordsman, right?" Song Peng was not angry, and continued to ask.

Xiao Yao didn't feel so surprised that Song Peng had mastered these conditions.

"I'm just lucky," Xiao Yao said.

"There is no need to be humble. When you step into this threshold, we are already on the opposite side. To be humble with our enemies is to numb me." Song Peng waved his hand.

Xiao Yao just smiled and didn't say much.

This Song Peng is also a bit interesting.

"Competition is not a play, let alone a gambling. There is no good luck or bad luck." Song Peng said this, paused for a while, and answered the question Xiao Yao just answered, "As long as you can win, I will do it. I will leave Song Jiangshan and Song Niliu to you."

"Win?" Xiao Yao was taken aback for a moment, "Will you compete?"

"What do you mean?" Song Peng was about to start to doubt Xiao Yao's IQ. He came to the Song family, wouldn't it be possible to blow up Jinhua without martial arts?

"With you?" Xiao Yao leaned, "It's definitely not you, you're not my opponent."

"That's him?" Xiao Yao held out his finger at the old man as he spoke.

Song Peng didn't deny anything this time, and nodded.

"Old man, how much did they give you? You give them foreign aid." Fang Hai said with a grin.