Seeing Song Jiyang say this, Song Jifei felt a little disappointed and regretted having just reminded him.
Otherwise, Song Jiyang would just lose his mind and attack him.
Thinking in his heart, Song Jifei said unforgivingly: "I think you don't dare, stop pretending here, no one will watch your performance."
"Song Jiyang, you are just a bastard. Who knows if you are my father's child."
"So what if you are the heir now? Let me see if you can successfully take that position."
Song Jifei's cursing was originally to anger Song Jiyang, but later he became angrier and vented his anger happily.
"Song Jiyang, do you really think those people support you?" Song Jifei sneered: "It's just that you paid a huge price. When you come to power, you will be backlashed!"
"So what?" Song Jiyang didn't care. Since he dared to promise them many benefits and support them, he would naturally have the strength to make them fall, but there was no need to tell Song Jifei.
Seeing Song Jiyang's nonchalant attitude, Song Jifei could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.
"Song Jiyang, you bastard, go to hell!"
Song Jifei punched out fiercely, surging spiritual energy surged, and the surrounding buildings shattered inch by inch.
Song Jiyang just stood there, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, without any intention of resisting.
Song Jifei, whose eyes were red, stopped when his fist came close to Song Jiyang's cheek.
Looking at Song Jiyang with a calm expression, Song Jifei admitted that he lost this time.
He had just come to his senses when he threw that punch. If he really hit Song Jiyang, he would be kicked out of the house.
But he was unwilling to give in, so he simply took advantage of the situation and continued to attack. If he could scare Song Jiyang, it would be a relief.
"You're lucky this time!" Song Jifei snorted coldly. After saying this, Song Jifei turned around and left.
Looking at his leaving figure, Song Jiyang smiled sarcastically: "Brother, you really have accomplished nothing."
If Song Jifei really had the guts to do it, maybe Song Jiyang would think more highly of him, but now it seems that he is worrying too much.
"Send someone to keep an eye on him and don't let him come into contact with Chen Feng."
"Yes, Master." There was a slight fluctuation in the air, and then disappeared without a trace.
...
Chen Feng turned his head slightly, glanced back, and a sneer escaped from the corner of his mouth.
He didn't expect someone to follow him so quickly, so he wasn't surprised.
When he arrived at the foot of Feilong Mountain, a fierce murderous intention came. Chen Feng mobilized his spiritual energy and was always ready to take action.
After waiting for a minute or two, no enemies came.
"Huh?" Chen Feng walked towards the place where murderous intent was emanating. He was a little curious: "Isn't it aimed at me?"
Under the cover of green trees, a man covered in blood staggered forward, with blood dripping on the ground behind him.
As he ran forward, he looked back from time to time, looking nervous and scared.
Suddenly he stopped and stepped back unconsciously, looking horrified at the killer who was only a few meters away from him.
"Why don't you run away?"
The cold and hoarse voice, like a broken gong, makes people's eardrums hurt.
Jin Can looked at those people, licking his lips and feeling desperate. He knew that he was really doomed this time.
He didn't even know why these people were chasing him.
He is just an ordinary person who works from nine to six every day. The only difference is that he has an elusive master.