Chapter 1005: Maybe It's True or False
Under the watchful eye, Song Li swaggered into the elevator.
Along the way, there were many Flying Tiger Sect disciples who watched, but none of them dared to approach.
This group of people watched Song Li go in, and they didn't even dare to let a fart go, so they could only hang far behind, and follow Song Li all the way to the top floor.
Not long before the elevator door.
Song Li walked all the way into the office and kicked the door open.
There were two people standing in the room, in addition to Liu Yong, the deputy door master I saw last night, and a man in his thirties with a big beard, who should be Huang Feihu, the door master of the Flying Tiger Gate.
When Liu Yong saw Song Li, he was frightened.
"Boss, it's him, it's him!"
Huang Feihu snorted coldly and slapped Liu Yong.
"Give me a calm point, a wasteless waste, one person will scare you like this, how will we get out of Linjiang in Feihumen in the future!"
Song Li clapped his hands and took the initiative to sit down, as if he was the boss here.
"The tone is not small, but with these rabble in your hands, let alone walking out of Linjiang, I'm afraid you won't even be able to get out of the company's gate, I said it!"
Song Li is very crazy, quite crazy.
Huang Feihu gritted his teeth hatefully, but he had no choice but to run to the desk, take out a check, and gather it in his hand.
"Song Li, this is a check with no limit, how much money do you want, just fill it in, everyone turns enemies into friends and cooperates together, what kind of thing is wind and cold, a waste, you help him, and you can't get any benefits. ”
Song Li smiled, his right hand shook, and a flame rushed towards Huang Feihu.
Huang Feihu was shocked and dodged sideways, but the check in his hand was still burned.
"If I'm for money, I won't help him at all, I might as well tell you, he is my brother, anyone who bullies him just can't get along with me Song, you only have two ways to go, either jump from here, or bow down and be loyal to Fenghan for the rest of your life. ”
Huang Feihu was furious, his eyes full of blood.
"Fart, dignified Flying Tiger Gate, it's impossible to listen to a piece of waste, what are you still doing in a daze, give it all to me, take down this dog mongrel. ”
Huang Feihu gave an order, but there was some hesitation outside the door.
Although there were more than thirty disciples gathered outside, none of them dared to come in.
Song Li was so powerful that he completely subdued them.
Song Li got up suddenly, moved his muscles and bones, and then his whole body flashed with thunder, and in an instant, the sofa he made was turned into a pile of rags.
This hand is enough to shock the audience.
"Waste, a group of waste, he's just one person, if anyone doesn't go up, he won't be a person from our Flying Tiger Gate in the future, give me the fuck!"
Huang Feihu exerted pressure, and his disciples looked at each other, but they really had no choice but to rush out.
This group of people has no fighting spirit and has an extremely weak breath.
Song Li didn't even look at it, he just casually cast a hurricane style, and instantly dispersed the group of people.
Huang Feihu saw that his subordinates were so wasteful, so he had to go on his own.
"Song Li, go die!"
Huang Feihu waved his hands, and two golden circles of light were released from his palms.
The speed of the aperture was not slow, piercing the sky, and the sound of searching was heard.
Song Li's eyes were quick, he burst into a shout, punched one by one, and directly smashed the aperture, not giving Huang Feihu a chance to attack at all.
Without waiting for Huang Feihu to change his moves, Song Li made a lightning move and made the Big Dipper Seven Death Star Break.
Huang Feihu saw that he was hit, but he couldn't even flash half a point.
With a miserable scream, Huang Feihu half-knelt on the ground.
"Huang Feihu, admit defeat, I don't even use twenty percent of my strength, even if all of you go together, you are not my opponent. ”
Huang Feihu highlighted a mouthful of blood and forced his luck.
"Fart, we fly to Humen, we will never admit defeat!"
Song Li smiled and looked at Liu Yong on the side.
"If he dies, can you control the Flying Tiger Gate, if I support you to be the master of the Flying Tiger Gate, can you help me assist the wind cold!"
When Liu Yong heard this, he nodded again and again.
"Okay, Brother Li, I will listen to you all, as long as you say a word, go to the soup and go to the fire, do not give up, Huang Feihu, this waste, thinks very highly of himself, I have long looked at him unpleasantly. ”
Liu Yong fell into the well and did not give Huang Feihu face at all.
Song Li turned his head and looked at the Flying Tiger Sect disciple behind him.
"What about you!"
All the disciples knelt down and surrendered on the spot.
"Willing to listen to Brother Li's arrangement!"
"We all listen to my brother!"
"Brother Li, we'll follow you!"
Everyone expressed their stance and completely abandoned Huang Feihu.
Huang Feihu himself was seriously injured, and when he heard that all his subordinates had mutinied, he didn't mention it in one breath, and all the seven death stars on his body exploded, instantly exploded into blood, and collapsed to the ground.
Song Li sighed lightly and looked at Huang Feihu.
"Why bother, I know I can't do it, but I still have to challenge him, Liu Yong, clean up for him, at two o'clock in the afternoon, we will hold a company meeting. ”
Liu Yong nodded, and hurriedly beckoned his subordinates to transport Huang Feihu away.
Everyone worships Song Li as a god, and one person actually challenges the entire sect of cultivators.
Four hours later, the conference room.
Song Li sat in the main seat, and all the participants gathered together, beaming with joy.
The mountain that weighed on their heads was removed, and they could develop business well in the future.
Song Li looked around and looked at everyone.
"Everyone, thanks to everyone's willingness to come to the meeting, I will put my words here today, Feng Han will always be my brother, whoever dares to oppose him is against me, you can understand it. ”
"Got it!"
"Brother Li, don't worry!"
Everyone spoke in unison, quite painful.
Song Li looked at Feng Han and leaned into his ear.
"Feng Han, I'll take care of things for you, do it well, I'm going to Yanjing, time is pressing, I really don't have time to stay here with you." ”
"Brother Li, then I'll send you!"
"No need, you can continue the meeting!"
Song Li waved his hand and took the initiative to leave.
It takes three hours to take the high-speed train from Linjiang to Yanjing at the earliest, and he really doesn't have time to delay, Chen Changsheng may appear at any time.
Song Li rushed all the way to the high-speed rail station and bought a ticket to get on the train.
By the time he arrived at Yanjing, it was already dark.
He didn't have any other place to go, so he went directly to Professor Lu's house, planning to spend the night and discuss the matter of the cultural play market by the way.
Not long after, Song Li found Professor Lu's house.
He knocked heavily on the door, and soon, a middle-aged man opened it.
"Hello, who are you looking for?"
Song Li was quite surprised and looked at the man.
"I'm looking for Professor Lu, Yenching University, this is his home. ”
The man shook his head and looked at Song Li.
"It turned out to be, and now it's sold to me, if you want to find him, why don't you go to Yenching University, I heard that he seems to have been living in the school recently. ”
Song Li was quite surprised, but he still thanked him repeatedly.
Professor Lu didn't live in a good house, but he actually sold the school, how short of money he was, so he thought of selling his only residence.
It's a ring here, every inch of land is expensive, don't look at the house is not big, it's definitely sky-high.
Song Li was quite puzzled, took a car, and went straight to Yenching University.
He checked in with the doorman and walked smoothly into the faculty dormitory.
Although it is called a dormitory, the conditions are okay.
Song Li walked to the front desk and asked, "Hello, may I ask Professor Lu where he lives, I am his student, my name is Song Li, please ask him for something." ”
The aunt at the front desk frowned and looked at Song Li.
"305, you have come just in time, persuade Professor Lu, he has not eaten for two days, hey, he is a lot old, and he still suffers this kind of crime. ”
When Song Li heard this, he was quite worried.
He went upstairs and knocked on Professor Lu's door.
Soon, Professor Lu had a haggard expression on his face, and he had obviously lost a lot of weight.
When he saw Song Li, his originally dim eyes instantly lit up.
"Are you, Song Li??"
"You're not dead?"
Song Li nodded and shook Professor Lu's hand.
"Professor Lu, I'm not dead, I'm back, I'm just going to the Three Thousand Worlds, what the hell is going on, I heard that you sold all the houses. ”
Professor Lu invited Song Li into the room and poured him a glass of water.
"Song Li, you came back just in time, I'm worried that I don't know what to do, my son has caused a big disaster, and he has to pay 100 million, I sold the house, it's still far from enough. ”
Song Li was startled when he heard the news.
"100 million, what the hell did he do. ”
"Hey, I blame me, I asked him to go to the cultural play market to buy some treasures back, he relied on his half-understood knowledge, inspected the goods for others on the spot, and said that a Song Dynasty Tianmu Zhan was a fake, and smashed other people's goods on the spot. ”
Song Li gasped, vaguely feeling inappropriate.
"And then?"
"Later, the store was not convinced, found our museum, asked for identification on the spot, and finally three experts, including me, unanimously determined that it was genuine, and my son must lose money!"
Song Li frowned and asked, "Professor Lu, isn't that thing very rare?"
"It's not just difficult, it's a supreme treasure, it's impossible at all, I didn't expect to be smashed by my son, it's really a tyrannical thing. ”
Song Li sighed, and smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth.
"Professor Lu, don't worry, perhaps, your son really didn't look away!"