"What I mean is very simple, you give up everything!"
"I will inherit the entire Song family!"
"Everything will be inherited by me!"
"As for you, just get some dividends every year!"
As soon as these words came out, there was an instant silence in the hall!
Whether it was the three brothers of the Song family, Song Meiyun, or other family members, the people in charge of each region were stunned for a while.
Everyone looked at Song Xiaoyun like a madman, with disbelief in their eyes.
"Little sister, you have such a loud voice!"
After Song Guanghui reacted, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "How can a woman like you inherit the huge foundation of our Song family?"
"When my father is alive, he will never agree to let you inherit the Song family!"
"A woman in charge of a family is like a chicken sitting in the morning. Sooner or later, the Song family will perish!"
Song Yaohui and Song Zhenghui spoke one after another, directly blocking Song Xiaoyun's suggestion. In other words, they didn't take Song Xiaoyun to heart at all.
Just angry at her arrogant words!
"With just you three losers, even if you take control of the Song family, how many days can the Song family survive?"
Song Xiaoyun snorted coldly, not giving any face to the three of them: "I'm here to ask you, if your father was killed by Ying Yue, can you avenge him?"
"..."
Song Guanghui and the others were silent for a moment. Ying Yue was a great master and even their father Song Yunfeng was killed. How could they take revenge?
"In the past, our Song family had a father who was in charge and was invincible. But now that my father is gone, our Song family is like a plump cake that everyone can't wait to take a bite of!"
Song Xiaoyun said coldly: "With the three of you, can you protect the Song family completely?"
"We can't do it, but you can?"
Song Guanghui and the other three were left speechless. They retorted with a livid face: "How can you, a weak woman, protect my Song family? Ridiculous!"
"Of course I can!"
Song Xiaoyun smiled confidently, then looked towards the inner hall and said loudly: "Master Iga, please come out!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was startled.
The sound of pedaling was heard, and after a moment, an old man wearing a kimono and wooden geta slowly walked out of the inner hall.
Then under Song Xiaoyun's arrangement, he sat at the top position.
This old man has white beard and hair, but his face is rosy, his skin is as tender as a baby, he has white hair and a childlike face, and he is full of energy!
"who is he?"
The three brothers Song Guanghui suddenly felt a bad feeling in their hearts and couldn't help but ask.
"Let me introduce it to you!"
Song Xiaoyun smiled broadly and introduced: "This is the ancient ninjutsu school of the Empire of Japan - the contemporary shadow of the Iga Ninja Sect: Master Iga Santafu!"
The shadow of the Ninja Sect is equivalent to the sect leader and leader of China!
"Santafu Iga?"
Song Guanghui was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened: "He is Iga Santaifu? The famous Japanese ninjutsu master?"
"Brother guessed it right!"
Song Xiaoyun smiled proudly, then knelt on his knees, kowtowed to the third wife of Iga, and said with respect on his face: "I have met Master Iga!"
Although Song Guanghui and others were not angry in their hearts, they did not dare to be disrespectful in the face of the grandmaster. They quickly bowed and saluted, saying: "I have met Master Iga!"
Mr. Iga raised his eyelids slightly, looked at Song Guanghui and the others, and said in an indifferent voice: "Are you mutants...?"
"Yes! We are!"
Song Guanghui was confused, but he still answered quickly.
The three brothers are indeed mutants. After all, the Song family has a lot of money and has long purchased new drugs from overseas, and then took them to transform their bodies.
Therefore, they are indeed mutants.
"Since you are a mutant, why don't you kneel down when you see me?"
The third wife of Iga had a cold voice, and a terrifying aura emanated from him, directly oppressing the three brothers Song Guanghui.
The three of them fell into an ice cellar immediately, as if they were being targeted by death. Their two bodies were fighting, and huge fear arose in their hearts.
With a "pop" sound, he fell to his knees deeply, with his head on the ground.
The third wife of Iga was slightly satisfied, then he looked at Song Xiaoyun and said, "Girl of the Song family, where is what I want?!"
"Master Iga, please wait a moment, I will send someone to get it right now!"
Song Xiaoyun responded respectfully, and then said to Song Guanghui: "Brother, give me the key to the treasure house!"
"Why do you want the key to the treasure house?"
Song Guanghui's eyes flashed and he refused almost instinctively: "The treasure house is the foundation of our Song family. It is related to the rise and fall of the Song family and cannot be opened lightly!"
"snort!"
As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Iga snorted coldly.
Song Guanghui's heart trembled, and he continued: "Dear Master Iga, I don't know what you want from my Song family, but I hope you can tell me. As long as my Song family has it, I will give it to you with both hands, and I will never dare to violate it!"
He finally figured it out. Song Xiaoyun invited the third wife of Iga to suppress them, and the condition turned out to be something from the Song family.
If he can personally hand over this thing to Mr. Iga, does that mean he can win over Mr. Iga?
When he thought of this, Song Guanghui's heart moved and he said: "Master Iga, you can choose anything in the Song family's treasure house!"
Seeing this scene, Song Xiaoyun didn't know what her brother was planning. She sneered in her heart, but looked at him with a smile on her face, like looking at a clown.
"Hand over the key to the treasure house immediately, or else...die!"
Sure enough, Mrs. Iga was not moved at all and just stared at Song Guanghui coldly.
"Master Iga, as long as you are willing, I will take you to my Song family treasure house now..."
Song Guanghui did not forget to win over Mrs. Iga, but before he finished speaking, he felt a silver light flash before his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, my right arm felt cold...
"ah--"
A heartbreaking pain came from his right arm. Song Guanghui looked in shock and saw that his right arm had been cut off, and blood was gushing out like a fountain.
"Brother!"
Seeing this scene, Song Yaohui and others were shocked.
"Hand over the key to the treasure house, or else...die!"
Mrs. Iga shouted in a low voice.
"Master Iga, don't go too far, this is the Song family!"
Seeing that his father was injured, Song Guanghui's son jumped out and shouted: "How dare you commit murder here, be careful I will let you die without a burial!"
"Shut up!"
"Shut up!"
"Shut up!"
As soon as these words came out, Song Guanghui and others suddenly changed their expressions. Sure enough, they saw a cold light flash in the eyes of the third wife of Iga, and he pointed his sword into shape and waved it at Song Guanghui's son.
"Pfft——"
The head was suddenly thrown high and separated from the body. A bloody arrow shot out and scattered into the air!
"No!"
Song Guanghui trembled all over and roared.
"Hand over the key to the treasure house, or else...die!"
In the end, Mrs. Iga got the key to the treasure house as he wished, and then accompanied by Song Xiaoyun, he came to the Song family treasure house.
Insert the key and the treasure house door opens.
However, when they entered the treasure house, they found a person standing inside!