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Chapter 1257

"Mr. Ye, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly," Song Wutian heard the meaning of the words and said.

"The method is quite simple. I'll break up all your energy and then use special techniques to seal a few of your big holes."

"But the technique is too special. Every time at midnight, the 720 acupuncture points all over your body will feel abnormal pain."

"This method can help you live ten more years!"

Ye Jiuzhou explained the pros and cons. As for how to choose, it depends on the other party.

More than 700 points all over my body were in pain at the same time. It’s scary to think about it. It’s not an exaggeration to say that I’m living in pain.

"Here comes Mr. Lauye!"

Song Wutian only took a moment to make his decision.

Compared with watching my children get married and have children, this physical pain is nothing at all.

"Then I'll start, I'll be fine soon!"

After Ye Jiuzhou finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand and tapped Song Wutian's body with his fingers. The energy was injected into the opponent's body from between his fingers, destroying the energy and sealing the big hole.

Point-piercing hand!

It only took a few breaths to complete.

"I feel better!"

Blood appeared on Song Wutian's face and he smiled, but his expression soon changed and he started to cry out in pain.

"ah!"

"Dad, how are you?" The siblings were panicked and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"It's okay, it just hurts. I'll have to bear it every night from now on!" Ye Jiuzhou explained at the side.

This is the opponent's choice, and they can only get rid of it until death.

A minute later, Song Wutian's howl ended and he stood up slowly. His head was covered with sweat, and his collar and back were wet with sweat.

Only those who have endured it know how painful it is.

"Thank you Mr. Ye!"

Song Wutian knew what he would face in the next ten years, but he was still very happy in his heart.

It’s good to be alive!

"It's already dawn, let's go have breakfast first," Ye Jiuzhou changed the topic.

Thank you for coming and going every day. I get tired of hearing it too much.

When he made a move, he just did what he wanted and didn't want the other party to thank him.

Afterwards, Ye Jiuzhou went to have breakfast under the leadership of Song Wushuang, while Song Qingrong supported his father and went back to rest.

He had been living for ten years, but his body was still very weak.

Ye Jiuzhou came to the place where the birthday banquet was held. Everyone else was busy, and he was the only one eating breakfast.

Song Wushuang, on the other hand, was always by his side, serving tea and water.

He did not dare to neglect the great benefactor in front of him.

Not long after, a figure walked over, it was Song Daqiang.

"Mr. Ye, I'm sorry!"

As he said that, he knelt down.

"If you have anything to do, just stand and say it. There is no need to make such a big gesture," Ye Jiuzhou stopped him.

"What happened before was me..."

As soon as Song Daqiang spoke, he was interrupted by Ye Jiuzhou.

"It's all over. Be a good person from now on. You won't be so lucky every time."

"Yes, yes!"

Song Daqiang nodded repeatedly to Ye Jiuzhou's teachings.

The man in front of him not only helped the Song family, but also helped his sister, his brother, and his father, which made him feel mixed feelings.

Thinking back to what happened before, he felt like a jerk.

"Pop!"

Several slaps were applied suddenly to the face, and the corners of the mouth bleed, which is enough to show that the force used was not small.

"If you want to fight, find a place where no one is around and don't interfere with my breakfast," Ye Jiuzhou said and continued eating.

At this time, the person waiting outside the door shouted.

"Welcome to the Dark Gold Car Factory, here are the chairman, old slave, and young master."

Those whose names are read will be seated later, while the bodyguards can only stand.

The first batch of distinguished guests have arrived, and more people will arrive next.

Ye Jiuzhou couldn't care about this, it had nothing to do with him, he only cared about eating and drinking.

"Hey, isn't this a good-for-nothing brother?" The young man from the Dark Gold Car Factory came over and taunted him as soon as he entered.

If a playboy is incompetent and a martial artist is low, he is considered a waste in the eyes of many people.

For the sake of the Song family, others would not point it out, but the young master in front of him showed no mercy at all.

Just because Song Qingrong once rejected his marriage proposal.

"Wang Dong, don't be a dog that can't spit out ivory," Song Daqiang shouted angrily.

He is known as a playboy, how can he bear this anger.

"Not convinced? Then challenge me," Wang Dong continued to provoke.

At large family gatherings, younger generations often have conflicts, but the older generation doesn't care.

Over time, there was an unwritten agreement.

"you……"

Song Daqiang clenched his fists, but he didn't dare to agree because he didn't have any martial arts skills.

To be honest, he is really a waste, not good at writing and not good at martial arts.

His brother took a step forward, saluted and said.

"Song family, Song Wushuang, please give me some advice!"

When Wang Dong saw this, he laughed out loud: "Haha, weren't you beaten enough last time?"

With Song Wushuang's stubborn character and unwillingness to admit defeat, every time he fought with someone, he would be beaten with bruises and bruises on his face.

It's just that he was too weak before and couldn't beat anyone he met.

"If you should fight or not, please give me a pleasant word," Song Wushuang urged.

"I'll give you a pleasure!"

Wang Dong stopped laughing and took action suddenly, which sounded like a sneak attack.

There are many people here, it would be too ugly if they failed!

"Bang bang!"

"Concession!"

He saw Song Wushuang move forward and hit Wang Dong with a few moves, and he had already defeated Wang Dong. The victory was decided.

Impossible, this must be an illusion, Wang Dong couldn't believe it and kept telling himself.

His martial arts has reached the master level and he feels that it is impossible to lose.


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