On the 18th floor of Qinglong Building, in Song Jingtian's office
"Brother-in-law, you have to help me out no matter what. That guy dared to attack me. He simply doesn't take you seriously." A slightly fat and obscene middle-aged man shouted excitedly in the office.
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Song Jingtian, who was sitting behind the desk, frowned and said, "Didn't I send two people to protect you? Why are you still being beaten like this?"
That middle-aged man with a wretched appearance was none other than Sun Qiming, who was beaten into a pig's head by Nangong Chu. No, this Sun Qiming came to Song Jingtian early in the morning and asked Song Jingtian to help him.
When Song Jingtian saw Sun Qiming standing in front of his desk, his cheeks as red and swollen as a pig's head, he felt disgusted that Song Jingtian's wife had died young. Before he died, he told Song Jingtian to take good care of his only eldest brother, otherwise Song Jingtian would not be able to survive
Too lazy to care about Sun Qiming's life and death
There are all kinds of people, the wife is virtuous, but she didn't expect that her eldest brother is a fool, and he is also a fool who doesn't know the heights of the sky and gets into trouble everywhere. I think Ahao is also close to his uncle and is influenced by his uncle.
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Song Jingtian has a huge headache. He is a loser brother-in-law and a loser son. He thinks that I, Song Jingtian, is a hero. Why are the people around me so virtuous?
"Don't tell me, those two guys are usually very majestic, but last night they were just like decorations," Sun Qiming said excitedly.
"That person knows kung fu?" Song Jingtian found it strange at first. Although the two Qinglong Gang disciples who protected Sun Qiming could not be said to be masters, even so, even if ten or twenty ordinary people came together, they would not be their opponents.
This guy couldn't have messed with those children from aristocratic families! Song Jingtian's eyes couldn't help but become sharp, and Sen Han's eyes swept across Sun Qiming's face.
Sun Qiming suddenly felt cold all over, sweating on his back, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, and a chill rushed up from the bottom of his heart involuntarily.
"Then...that man seems to have practiced martial arts, and his strength is terrifying." After being glanced at by Song Jingtian, Sun Qiming completely lost his temper. He knew Song Jingtian's identity. Song Jingtian was a successful businessman in the open, but secretly he was
The leader of the Qinglong Gang, the second largest gang in Donghai City, is one of the top few in the entire southern ancient martial arts world.
"I will take care of this matter, you go out first!" Song Jingtian waved his hand in disgust and said
"But...!" Sun Qiming wanted to say something else, but when he saw the displeasure on Song Jingtian's face, he quickly swallowed what he wanted to say.
"It's...brother-in-law!" He didn't dare to act like his brother-in-law to Song Jingtian, because Sun Qiming knew very well that everything he had was given by Song Jingtian. If Song Jingtian took back everything, he would have nothing, and he would soon
Living on the streets, even becoming beggars in modern cities
When Sun Qiming turned around and walked out, and was about to open the door and go out, Song Jingtian suddenly stopped him and said: "It's not peaceful in Donghai City now. You should be more restrained recently! Otherwise, you won't know what happened to you even if you die."
"Yes...!" Sun Qiming covered his head and said in a low voice. When Song Jingtian was in a good mood, it didn't matter how arrogant he was, but when Song Jingtian was in a bad mood, he didn't even dare to fart.
After watching Sun Qiming walk out of the office, Song Jingtian sighed helplessly, then picked up the phone on the table: "Tang Chou, come over here now."
After Song Jingtian finished his instructions, he lay down on the armchair and stared at the glass chandelier on the ceiling, wondering what he was thinking about.
To be able to become the leader of a gang, dominate the Donghai City, and compete with the Dongfang Family, Song Jingtian definitely has his own merits and unique vision. He is able to achieve such an achievement, and it is definitely not because he has better luck than others.
For more than a month, Song Hao, the second generation ancestor, is still living in the public hospital. However, after careful treatment by the medical staff, Song Hao is finally able to walk.
"Master, the boss asked me to come over." In the ward, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man said to a frivolous-looking young man on the bed.
That middle-aged man with an unattractive appearance is Tang Chou, an abandoned disciple of the Tang clan. The one lying on the hospital bed knows it is Song Hao without asking.
"Why did the old man ask you to go back?" Song Hao asked strangely that Tang Chou's mission was to protect himself, but at this time the old man called him away. What did he mean?
"I don't know, the boss didn't tell me!" Tang Chou answered truthfully. In his conversation with Song Jingtian just now, he did not tell Tang Chou to do anything.
"What will I do if you leave?" Song Hao couldn't help but said to Tang Chou in a panic. If someone takes advantage of Tang Chou's departure to cause trouble for him again, it would be terrible.
"Young Master, don't worry. Who dares to come to the hospital to trouble you in broad daylight? Besides, there are our people everywhere in the hospital, so you don't have to worry about safety issues," Tang Chou said calmly.
"Okay, you go and come back quickly." Song Hao was finally convinced.
Ten minutes later, a black car drove into the underground parking lot of Qinglong Building and then a middle-aged man stepped out of the car.
"It's been more than a month. Have you found out the origin of the person who attacked Ah Hao? Last night, Sun Qiming was beaten into a pig's head. Do you know about this?" Song Jingtian looked at him with a stern expression.
A middle-aged man with an average appearance stood in front of the desk and said in a deep voice.
"Who in the entire Donghai City doesn't know that I, Song Jingtian, have an idiot brother-in-law and an idiot son? Those people who dare to attack them simply don't take me, Song Jingtian, seriously," Song Jingtian continued angrily.
"The person who injured the young master seems to have disappeared from the world. There is no trace at all. As for Sun Qiming being beaten, I only received a call from my subordinates not long ago," Tang Chou said unhurriedly.
In the entire Qinglong Gang, he was the only one who dared to face the furious Song Jingtian without changing his expression.
"You...how did you protect the two of them? You have always been responsible for their safety. You said that something happened now. I want to ask you what you are going to do." Song Jingtian was not angry.
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"Find the guy who beat Sun Qiming and let him have a taste of my all-poisonous heart-piercing finger," Tang Chou said lightly.
Song Jingtian couldn't help but change his face when he heard Tang Chou's emotionless words. He could already foresee the fate of the man who beat Sun Qiming into a pig's head.
The Ten Thousand Poisonous Heart Finger is a unique skill among the Tang Sect. People who practice this skill have to catch countless poisonous insects and let them bite their fingers and suck their blood.
When the poisonous insect sucks the blood, the poisonous insect's poison will enter the practitioner's arm along with the blood, and the practitioner will be tortured by the poison. This process can be said to be extremely painful.
However, as long as you persist in practicing, over time, the practitioner's hands will accumulate a large amount of toxins. When the toxins reach a certain level, the practitioner will use secret methods to refine the toxins, so that the toxins on the arms can be used like arms and fingers.
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In this way, not only can one develop an extremely powerful Ten Thousand Poison Heart Finger, but in the process of using internal energy to refine toxins, the practitioner's skill will also increase accordingly.
Not only in the Tang Sect, but also in the ancient martial arts world, there are many people who use poison to practice martial arts. However, the vast majority of people use their own martial arts to force the toxins in the body out of the body, work on the internal strength, and strengthen the physique.
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The Ten Thousand Poison Crushing Heart Finger was a supreme poison skill that was once so powerful. Unexpectedly, Tang Chou, in addition to holding the seven stars in his palm, could also master such a terrifying poison skill.
The last time he fought with Nangong Chu, who was wearing a black cloth hood, in a nightclub, he didn't even use this skill at the critical moment of life and death. This guy's depth is definitely not as ordinary as his appearance.
Tang Chou is definitely a very scary person. Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is his strong point. Others would never imagine that an ordinary middle-aged man who is so ordinary that he can catch a lot of them on the street can be an extremely dangerous person.
It would be a pity if Tang Qiu didn't become a killer.
In Zhao Xueqi's villa, Nangong Chu saw that Dame Zhao still looked worried, and asked: "Apart from the Sun Qiming matter, do you have anything else to worry about?"
"Last year, our Haotian Real Estate teamed up with Yu'an Real Estate in Linhai City to get one-tenth of the highway connecting Donghai City and Linhai City. In this project, Haotian invested almost all of its assets, and also received funds from the bank.
"I borrowed a huge amount of one billion yuan." Zhao Xueqi told someone about a conspiracy that had been brewing against her for a long time.