Song Wuji has lost a lot of weight, and since Jingxi was robbed of someone, his life has been quite difficult. In particular, the Banchengzi, who had obviously run away from home, was inexplicable and took it upon himself to cancel the wedding with Jingxi, and the family also acquiesced, which made him realize once again that no matter how hard he tried and restrained, in the eyes of the family, he would always be just a substitute for the Banchengzi.

As long as he wants, everything he has now will be snatched from him and then held in front of him. Even he himself was confined to this place by his family and was not allowed to go out at will.

As an excellent heir, the biggest tragedy is undoubtedly to have a genius brother who is a hundred times more powerful than excellent.

Song Wuji picked up the red wine in front of him and poured it into his mouth fiercely.

He had already learned the news that the Falcon team sent to assassinate the black clothes last night had been hit hard, and he hadn't even seen the face of the black clothes, which made him even more unhappy. He just couldn't swallow it.

Reaching out, he grabbed a model next to him.

This model is the winner of an influential model contest, but so what? As long as he Young Master Song is willing, those drafts and evaluations are just choosing small vases for him.

Song Wuji is not a person with much endurance, so when he is in a bad mood, he will vent, and for him, the best person to vent is a woman.

"Touch your hands first, then touch your elbows, go up along your arms, climb the snowy mountains, press the button, and go straight to the mouth of the black peak in the plains. Turn around, twist and twist, Lang's chick trembles! The merry boy Infinite Lang sacrificed himself to die on a woman's belly. ”

Song Wuji's mouth was muttering the small words he had come up with with his own ingenuity, and his hands were up and down, under both tubes. The model's plump chest, which looked like a mountain, was writhed and deformed by him.

However, he clearly had little patience.

Regardless of whether the other party wanted to or not, he hugged her and jumped into the private pool next to her. A short swim trunk floated up, the water began to ripple, and the model bit her mouth tightly, but she didn't dare to make a sound, just silently endured the ......

"Young Master!" A middle-aged man walked over quickly. This person was the leader sent by Song Wuji to lead the falcon and attack Hu Lai.

Song Wuji frowned: "Don't you see that I'm busy?" ”

"There's an accident on the dealer's side!" The middle-aged man said in a low voice.

Song Wuji paused, suddenly shook violently twice, and pushed the girl away a little boringly: "Get out, get out, get out!" As he spoke, he jumped out of the pool, wiped the water droplets on his body casually, changed into a bathrobe, and then walked out with a wine glass.

As he walked, he said slowly: "What happened to the dealer?" ”

The middle-aged man muttered to himself, no matter what time this Song Wuji is, he has to pretend to be a light and breezy appearance to show his unfazed temperament. But I don't know that this kind of pretending to be forced regardless of time is sometimes really delayed.

"The black clothes led the people, and the dealer was surrounded!" The middle-aged man said in a low voice.

"Black clothes around the dealer?" Song Wuji was stunned, suddenly laughed, bent down and said, "Okay, okay, the black clothes probably thought that the dealers were all in business, and it was best to provoke." But they don't know that if those philistines are provoked, they can also bite people. You have someone watch over there right now, and we might be able to help if we need to. It would be even better if Old Man Zhuang could clean up the black clothes! ”

The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth showed a trace of bitterness, and he said softly: "But the black-clothed man is gone again!" ”

"Well, what do you mean?" The smile on Song Wuji's face froze: "They reconciled?" ”

"The specific situation on the banker's side, we don't know for the time being, but the second young master of the banker seems to have been spent by the black clothes with a knife! Zhuang Xiuzhu's position as the heir of the head of the family seems to be a little shaken! ”

"What? What about the black clothes, so how did he leave? ”

Old Man Zhuang didn't seem to embarrass him. Young Master, now, it's not the time for us to care about what happened between them, this time the trouble that the black cloth went to find the dealer was because the Falcon Squad killed his right-hand man, a deputy hall master of the Mad Word Battalion. He's obviously looking for revenge! ”

"For the sake of a dirt bun, does he dare to find trouble with three families and five surnames?" Zao Wou-Ki's hand clenched the wine glass tightly.

The middle-aged man pursed his lips slightly, and said in a low voice: "Sometimes this black cloth does not play cards according to common sense, I am worried that he will come here at the next stop." ”

"Hmph, he dares! I don't believe it, he still dares to make trouble with Young Master Ben! Song Wuji snorted coldly!

"Young master, let's hide for a while, in case we ......"

"What if, I am the young master of the Song family, the heir of the Song family, let me be scared away by a dirt bun? Don't even think about it! Song Wuji said sharply: "Young Master Ben is waiting for him here, I don't believe it, what else can he do to me!" ”

"Bang Bang!" Applause erupted.

Han Yu's figure suddenly appeared in Song Wouji's sight. A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Han Yu's mouth, and he said slowly: "I like it, your courage!" ”

"Black?" Song Wuji's body trembled, and his face turned pale: "You, how did you get in?" ”

This is a courtyard of the Song family, and it can be regarded as his grounded place, which is heavily guarded. There are hundreds of guards alone, and most people don't know that this is the place of the Song family, which is the reason why he just said a big thing.

Now, I saw this person who shouldn't have appeared in front of me suddenly. For Song Wouji, it was like a shield in his heart, as if it had been smashed coldly. The ice fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man hurriedly flashed in front of him, staring at Han Yu with a wary face.

Han Yu said lightly: "Of course I walked in." ”

Although the intelligence work that covers the sky is a thousand miles a day, it has not yet reached the point where it can pervertedly grasp the address of the Song family's annex. In fact, they do not have much infiltration into the military and political superforces like Song and Zhao, as well as the existence of Tangmen who do not participate in the competition of the underworld.

Because now they need to put every bit of useful power on the enemy they need to face. For example, the Netherworld, such as the Green Gang......

However, Song Wuji underestimated Han Yu's network.

Han Yu just called Zhao Wending, that is, Zhao Jingxi's brother, when he came, and this guy sold Song Wuji in a hurry. In fact, Zhao Wending had long wanted to find trouble with Song Wuji, and his sister was kidnapped? This kind of thing is simply unforgivable.

It's just that the relationship between the Zhao and Song families is delicate, and they both belong to the high-level military, and the old people on both sides have an excellent relationship. Therefore, he didn't have a chance to trouble Song Wuji. Now it is rare for Han Yu to take the initiative, and Zhao Wending is of course willing to be a good guide.

Even, he planned to come over by himself, but was persuaded by Han Yu. However, in his heart, his impression of Han Yu was much better. The army and the underworld have many similarities, such as hot blood, such as the love of men. For the sake of his brother, Han Yu even dared to fight the Song family? At least it shows that he is a gentleman! This point is very much agreed by Zhao Wending.

With the information, Han Yu relied on the cover of his most elite junior brother to touch Song Wuji's eyes.

"Young master, you go first!" The middle-aged man suddenly let out a loud shout, and his right hand quickly touched into his pocket. He is known for his quick gunslinger, and it never takes more than two seconds to take the gun out, to shoot it, to put it back. In other words, as long as he was given a blink of an eye, he would be able to launch an attack on Han Yu.

It's a pity that the enemy he faced this time didn't even give him such a little time.

His hand had barely moved, and before he could touch the pistol, a dagger whizzed into it. Even, almost touched his fingers. He quickly withdrew his hand and reached out again, this time slamming the gun, but still had no chance to pull it out. Because, Han Yu has come closer.

The cyan Tiance turned into a cold light and slashed down towards him.

The middle-aged man quickly leaned back, touched his hands between his legs, and the two triangular army thorns rushed forward and backward to meet Han Yu's Tiance, and the two collided together in an instant.

Han Yu's face was gloomy, this person was already close to the level of a super-first-class master, at least, it was also the strength of a first-class master. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to be trusted by Zao Wou-Ki.

However, when he met Han Yu, who was carrying hatred and anger, he could only consider himself unlucky.

The Tiance in Han Yu's hand collided with the opponent's triangular army more than ten times in a very short period of time. Sparks burst out, and the trembling power made the middle-aged man's arms almost numb.

At this time, Han Yu sold a flaw, as if he was not strong enough, and paused slightly. The middle-aged man immediately didn't think about it, so he stepped up the offensive in his hands. But before he could experience the feeling of victory, Han Yu appeared behind him.

The Tiance in his hand, on his waist, slashed fiercely.

With ten unique combat skills, how can this middle-aged man be able to resist it?

Han Yu shook his body, dodging the opponent's counterattack, and then, with another fierce attack, when the two crossed over, Han Yu had already pulled out his gun in his hand.

Bang bang!

The two robbers knocked the three-edged army thorn in the middle-aged man's hand to the ground, and Han Yu said coldly to Song Wuji, who had just run more than ten steps away: "One more run, and I will shoot." ”

Song Wuji turned around slowly, his face was hard to see, he looked at the muzzle of the black hole, and once again realized that death was coming. He trembled and shouted, "You, you can't kill me!" ”

"Give me a reason!" Han Yu said indifferently.

Song Wuji pursed his lips: "This is the capital, and your shooting has already alarmed the family's guards." You've come here to attract the attention of the above, and if you really kill me, they won't let you leave alive. ”

"I don't accept this reason." Han Yu slowly raised the muzzle of the gun, and a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.

For Song Wuji, it is different from Zhuang Xiuzhu. Zhuang Xiuzhu was just for the sake of profit, and even the reason why he would do something to Han Yu's people was mainly because Han Yu was too close to Zhuang Jin, which really threatened his interests.

However, Song Wuji is Jingxi's fiancé, and this product also has an unshirkable responsibility for Jingxi's kidnapping to the Japanese Kingdom. Han Yu had long wanted to settle accounts with him.

"If I can kill you, I can kill you again!" Han Yu's hand was quietly on the trigger.