Song Xiangyang and Song Xiangkang are compatriots, cousins, and they also shared a grandfather hundreds of years ago.

But in the face of interests, what about the brothers who are close to them?

The greater the social status and life experience, the more indifferent the concept of family affection.

In their eyes, anyone who is related by blood is their competitor and a potential enemy.

The royal family and wealthy families have been in the same room since ancient times, and even Song Lifu of the previous generation had to step on the blood of many compatriots when he was young.

Song Xiangkang had already put aside the concept of brothers when he assassinated them, and Song Xiangyang didn't have to give him any face.

Even if he didn't come to assassinate him, and Wu Enemy killed him by mistake without anyone witnessing it, Song Xiangyang still chose to protect Wu Enemy.

Compared to a genius martial artist and a gentleman, whoever is more important can be figured out with his toes.

"They're coming!"

Wu Di and Song Xiangyang had just talked a few words, and there was a strong burst of high beams in the distance.

Judging by the high beam of the car, there are at least five or more cars.

Song Xiangyang reminded Wu Enemy's voice and signaled that someone had been sent out to rescue the sect, and by the way, he checked the specific situation.

"Click-"

"Bang bang—"

The five cars soon arrived at the blasting site, and the headlights were adjusted to low beam and shone on Wu Di, Song Xiangyang and others.

The door opened, and all the people sitting on it stepped down.

The people who came were all the elite children of the Creation Sect, as well as Song Xianghui and the elders of the two Lizi factions.

Wu Di remembered that they were all people who drank at the wine table.

Obviously, after they knew that Song Xiangyang called for help, they came with the car by the way.

"Big Little. ”

"Sunny. ”

The Lizi faction and the elite sects came to Song Xiangyang and the others and greeted them politely.

Song Xiangyang also greeted them politely.

"Big brother, what the hell is going on? are you okay?"

Song Xianghui looked at Song Xiangyang with a worried face, and asked with great concern.

"It's fine. ”

Song Xiangyang's expressionless answer can be regarded as an indirect response to other people's concerns.

"Damn—"

Song Xianghui looked at the big crater that exploded in surprise, as well as the heavily deformed Lincoln car, "Made, which bastard did this, and used so many explosives to blow up my eldest brother." Fortunately, the car has good performance, otherwise I will never see my big brother again in my life. ”

"Everyone doesn't need to be angry, since the matter has passed, it is useless to be emotional and angry. ”

Song Xiangyang responded to Song Xianghui's false concern lightly, and let others not sigh in surprise.

They are brothers, they were all born to the same grandfather, and they still have to care for each other on the surface.

Even if they kill red-eyed and white-eyed knives in and out behind their backs, if they don't do it at the last moment, they won't turn their faces in public.

Even if Song Xiangkang was assassinated by Song Xianghui, Song Xiangyang can only be amicable at this moment without direct evidence.

"Made—"

Song Xianghui didn't shut up, on the contrary, he scolded angrily, "Have you found out who did it? Even within the territory of our Creation Gate, you dare to carry out assassinations, you are tired of it, right? Don't let me know who did it, otherwise I will uproot him!"

Song Xianghui said the truth of this sentence again, and several sect elites, including Wu Di and Hu Lijing, had their eyes on him.

The rivalry between the two brothers is well known, and Song Xianghui had a motive to assassinate Song Xiangyang.

Besides, with his ability, he had no problem getting a tube of hormone drugs.

Song Xianghui secretly gave hormone drugs to his seventh brother, and then instigated the assassination, saying that he was bullied by Wu Di and Song Xiangyang in the past, and that thing would definitely run over stupidly.

In addition, before the meal, Song Xiangkang and Wu Di also had a conflict, and were reprimanded by Song Xiangyang in public and lost face.

If someone gave Song Xiangkang hormone drugs, there was a chance that he would come to assassinate him.

"The killer is dead. ”

Song Xiangyang said lightly with an expressionless face, "He is masked, and his combat power is much weaker than that of Wu's enemy, and he was directly turned into a blood mist in a single move, I don't know who it is." ”

"Yes, if I let me know who he is, or if he came here on behalf of a certain force, I will definitely kill him!" Wu Di gritted his teeth and said with great annoyance.

"Hey—"

Song Xianghui sighed at this time, and said with a sense of loss: "That's really a pity!"

As soon as he finished sighing, his face flashed with anger and said, "However, since we have offended our Creation Gate, there is only a piece of fingernail left, and we must also find out him and the forces standing behind him." ”

"That's a must. Song Xiangyang's cheeks swayed from side to side in annoyance.

"Made—"

Song Xianghui still couldn't swallow his anger, and continued to scold, "Originally, tonight was the big day of the door master, everyone was drinking happily, and it was really disappointing that this kind of thing suddenly appeared." But big brother, you guys are fine, it's the best gift from God to our Creation Gate. ”

"Huh...... Our lives are hardened! This level of assassination is a little tender to take our lives. ”

Song Xiangyang said with a smile, and there was no sign on his face that he had just experienced a dangerous assassination.

"Haha...... If it weren't for you, my eldest brother would have been killed by the mob!"

Song Xianghui walked over, shook Wu Di's hand and thanked him vigorously, "I know that I didn't missee the wrong person, a genius like you who can be good at martial arts and shrewd, sure enough, whoever can have it will be a blessing for ten lifetimes." ”

Wu Di: "......"

He was wondering if Song Xianghui was behind him?

And at this moment, Song Xianghui thanked Wu Di vigorously, is he already scolding his ancestors for the eighteenth generation in his heart?

Song Xiangyang died, then Song Xianghui will definitely be the next master.

Wu Di went to save him, can he not make Song Xianghui hate?

Wu Di felt that at this moment, Song Xianghui wanted to take a knife and chop himself into a meat pie.

"Where, where...... Sanshao is serious, I am friends with Da Shao and Sister Jing, plus my enemy also assassinated me in the car, this is what I should do. ”

Wu Di smiled and humbly, treating everything as a handy work and mutual help between friends.

He was thinking that Song Xianghui hated himself so much at the moment, wasn't he tired of talking to himself like this?

Didn't he say that he didn't like pretenses, and liked to speak directly and domineeringly?

Didn't he reprimand him angrily every time he saw Wu Di turn around and speak?

Madea –

Your circle is really messy, these are all a group of actors!

"Big brother, why don't you transfer Wu Di to my side? I like him more and more, especially after he saves you. ”

Song Xianghui looked at Song Xiangyang and asked with a smile.

"I thank the third brother for Wu Di's kindness, he saved me tonight, and I am even more grateful for keeping him by my side. ”

Song Xiangyang responded with a smile, "It's not too early, let's deal with the scene and collect evidence before returning to the sect." After all, the elders know that I have been assassinated, and I am afraid that they are all very worried at this moment!"

"Okay, then let's go back first, and the rest of the matter will be dealt with at a meeting. Song Xianghui replied.

(End of chapter)