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Chapter 98 Dad is a Big Boss

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    "Father, some time ago I"

    "Don't talk yet! I'll understand later!"

    After dinner, Song Yifei endured his doubts and followed Song Zhian to his room.

    An exquisite carved nanmu bed, antique ornaments on the closet, exquisite porcelain, and paintings and calligraphy of celebrities on the wall.

    There is nothing unusual about the room, like most rich people in the world, it has no taste and is arty.

    Song Yifei had sneaked in several times when he was a child, broke many things, and was punished by Lu Qingmu for copying tens of thousands of words of poetry.

    Entering the room, Song Zhian walked to a wall with a huge picture of a horse hanging on it, and gently moved a Pixiu ornament in the corner.

    Boom boom!

    There seems to be a bearing pulling inside the wall, pulling slowly, making a slight roar.

    Wow!

    Song Zhian lifted the calligraphy and painting, revealing a dark passage behind, extending to the depths.

    "Father, what are you?"

    Chamber of Secrets!

    People who make such things in the room are definitely not ordinary people.  My father, it seems that it is not that simple.

    "It's not convenient here, let's go in and talk!"

    Seeing Song Yifei's surprise, Song Zhian's chubby face couldn't help showing a trace of complacency, like a treasure that had been hidden for a long time, and it was finally time to share it with others.

    Da da!

    The two entered the passage one after another. Song Zhian walked in front holding a candle, and Song Yifei followed carefully.

    After walking about 20 to 30 meters, the two arrived at an empty and cool basement. Before entering, Song Yifei could smell a faint smell of blood in the air.

    By candlelight, Song Yifei saw a cross standing in the center of the space, with a figure hanging on it.  A faint sound of breathing came from the figure.

    Next to the cross, there are some shelves for hanging things. Looking at the things on them, they look like torture tools.

    This scene!

    His father won't be some evil villain, right?

    Song Yifei suddenly felt a little uneasy.

    Ignoring Song Yifei's worries, after Song Zhian entered the basement, he leaned against the wall and lit up the wall lamps around him one by one.

    "Look at this guy, do you know him?"

    Waiting for the space to light up, Song Zhian walked to the cross, illuminated the people above with a candle, and said to Song Yifei with a smile.

    "This is, Lin! Jiu! Xiao!"

    Seeing clearly the figure hanging from the cross, Song Yifei's heart felt as if it was overwhelmed.

    The only time he and Lin Jiuxiao actually met was in Lu's house, but the other party had a special temperament and a unique appearance, which left a deep impression on him.

    "Father, what is going on? Did you arrest him?"

    This scene is really weird. An ordinary rich man actually arrested the famous evil master in the Jianghu.  This style of painting suddenly became mysterious and extraordinary.

    The most important thing is that Song Yifei didn't feel any traces of cultivation from his father. How could he, who was panting heavily even when walking, be the opponent of Lin Jiuxiao, a top innate talent.

    Song Zhian smiled, but still did not help Song Yifei to solve his doubts, but asked instead: "How do you think this guy should be dealt with?"

    Hearing Song Zhian's question, Song Yifei just patiently turned his head to look at Lin Jiuxiao who was hanging on the cross in a coma.

    The red clothes were tattered, his body was also full of scars, his face was as pale as paper, and his breath was as weak as a candle in the wind.

    "killed!"

    Song Yifei said in a cold tone without much hesitation.

    Lin Jiuxiao dared to attack his family, and the two were already in an endless situation. Naturally, Song Yifei would not show mercy to such an enemy.

    "Um!"

    Hearing Song Yifei's answer, Song Zhian nodded in satisfaction.

    Walking in the rivers and lakes, if you don't have this decisive heart, you will not only kill yourself, but also your family.

    "In this case, let's do it!"

    "Me?" Song Yifei asked doubtfully.

    "Do you still want me to do it? I haven't been bloody for many years!"

    ""

    Could it be that you didn't cause the injury on this guy?

    never mind!  Dad's words are the biggest!

    &nbsp"Song Yifei didn't have the intention to torture Lin Jiuxiao, nor did he have time to chat with him, and pointed like a sword, directly pointing at the center of his brow."

    "ah!"

    Lin Jiuxiao, who was pierced through the Tianling Gai by the sword energy, just trembled for a moment, and completely lost his breath.

    Who would have thought that a master of the evil sect who had been in the world for decades would die in this small dark room in such an unknown way.

    After solving Lin Jiuxiao, Song Yifei looked at Song Zhian, waiting for his explanation.

    "Originally, I didn't want you to know these things. You don't have any talent for martial arts. Your mother and I only hope that you can live a peaceful life. But I didn't expect that the world is impermanent"

    With reminiscing eyes, Song Zhian told a very bloody third-rate love story.

    ? A rich girl ran away from home, wandering the rivers and lakes, and met a young man who was also fledgling in the magic way. The two went through a lot of ups and downs and came together.

    Song Yifei didn't expect to be involved in such a thing, and Song Yifei didn't know how to complain.

    "Father, what state are you in?"

    "Congenital perfection!"

    The corners of Song Zhian's mouth turned up, unable to bear the pride in his heart.

    Would that father not want to show off in front of his son?

    Congenital perfection, that is already the top group of people under the master.

    "Father, you are so strong! Why don't you teach me martial arts?"

    If Song Yifei had personally taught and guided him, he would not have achieved a small amount of inner strength at the age of thirty-five.

    "I taught you when you were a child, but your talent is too poor, anyone who teaches you is the same!"

    Speaking of this, Song Zhian was quite helpless.  Both he and his wife are geniuses in cultivation, but they did not expect to have a son with mediocre aptitude.  If it wasn't for the resemblance between father and son, he would have doubted whether Song Yifei was his own.

    Song Yifei recalled when he was a child, it seems that there was indeed such a period of experience in teaching martial arts.

    "Then why don't you find some medicine for me?"

    "I didn't give it to you that year. It was because you were worried that you had accumulated too much erysipelas, which would affect your cultivation, so you didn't want to eat it!"

    ""

    This Song Yifei really has nothing to say. In the first half of his life, he was indeed a bit stubborn.  Of course, this is also related to the fact that the elixir is not very useful, unless it is a magical medicine like Shaolin Dahuandan, ordinary elixir has little effect on the breakthrough of cultivation base.  Otherwise, Su Hongye, who has a grand master grandfather, would have already become innate by relying on resources.

    After all, it's all because of mediocre qualifications.

    There is no cultivation talent, knowing too much may not be a good thing!

    If it is an ordinary dude who knows that his father is a master of martial arts, he will not cause trouble everywhere and be lawless.

    After Song Zhian explained his identity, some doubts in Song Yifei's heart were resolved.

    For example, Song Zhian, an ordinary person, why can he keep such a large family business.  The well-known and decent families may not be open and aboveboard to steal and plunder, but there will definitely be many small tricks behind the scenes, not to mention those thieves who have no scruples and do all kinds of evil.

    Based on his uncle's relationship alone, it may be difficult to deter this group of people.

    And now, everything makes sense!

    "But, why didn't I feel the cultivation on your body?"

    This is where Song Yifei is more puzzled.

    "You said this!"

    Before he finished speaking, Song Yifei noticed that the fat on Song Zhian's body was flowing and shrinking like water.

    With just a few breathing exercises, Song Zhian's original body like Roshan has become mighty and majestic, which can be called perfect.

    "Damn it! You've changed a lot!" (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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