958: C958 It Deserves to Die

C958 It Deserves to Die

"I'll call someone over right away." Hu Jun Yong replied.

His big brother, Hu Tianhao, also valued Song Qingsong so highly, how could he dare to neglect Song Qingsong?

He felt that Hu Tianhao was too lucky to have given him such a good opportunity.

Wait a moment, he would help Song Qingsong teach a lesson to his enemy. Not only would he be able to move his muscles, he would also be able to pat Song Qingsong's bootlick.

A great figure like Song Qingsong had a chance to flatter him, and he wouldn't easily miss that chance.

"Hurry up and come back." Song Qingsong looked at Hu Jun's back and loudly shouted.

"Of course." Hu Jun Yong said in a deep voice.

Next.

Hu Tianhao had people bring out his second most precious tea leaves and make some for Song Qingsong to drink.

His most precious tea leaves were for Lin Fei to drink.

Even now, he still couldn't bear to take a sip.

Even if Lin Fei didn't come to his house, he had always been reluctant to drink his family's most precious tea.

Perhaps one day, Lin Fei would come to his house as a guest.

He was prepared for it.

Song Qingsong sipped his tea and quietly waited for Hu Junzhong and his men to come over.

"Master Song, how about the tea leaves?" Hu Tianhao raised his head, looked at Song Qingsong, and asked with a smile.

"That's right." Song Qingsong praised.

Hu Tianhao did not say anything else as he carefully savored the tea in his cup.

Hu Tianhao was someone who loved to drink tea.

Many times, he wanted to take out his precious Da Hong Pao and drink it.

However, when he thought of Lin Fei, he forcefully held it in.

In his heart, he silently warned himself that the Da Hong Pao he collected was for Lin Fei to drink. He did not have the qualifications to drink it.

Not long later.

Hu Jun Yong brought along the awe-inspiring group of people as he ran in front of Song Qingsong.

"Master Song, I've brought all of my brothers who can fight under my command here." Hu Jun Yong proudly said.

Song Qingsong put down the teacup and glanced at the people that Hu Junyong had brought with him.

Immediately, his eyes revealed a look of satisfaction.

"Everyone's good." Song Qingsong said in praise.

"Master Song, I'm not bragging to you about my subordinates. Any one of them can take on three."

Hu Jun Yong used his hand to beat the chests of his subordinates that he brought over as he spoke in a very serious manner.

"You guys have already passed, don't you think it's a little like ants being blown up with atomic bombs?" The corners of Song Qingsong's mouth curled up in amusement.0

The atomic bomb that Song Qingsong mentioned referred to the subordinates that Hu Junyong and his men had brought over.

The ant he was referring to was Lin Fei.

"Master Song, it's fine, why did you use an atomic bomb on the ants? Who told that damned little ant to piss you off? It deserves to die. "

Hu Junzhong agreed with Song Qingsong's words. He too felt that bringing so many people with him to teach a person a lesson was a bit like an atomic bomb exploding with ants.

"Hu Jun Yong, I like what you say." Song Qingsong extended his arm and put it around Hu Jun Yong's shoulder.

Hu Jun Yong had a feeling of being overwhelmed by this unexpected favor. He was a small character, but he was being embraced by a big shot like Song Qingsong. It was a great honor!

"Young Master Song, I'm just speaking the truth." Hu Jun Yong laughed mischievously.

"Let's go and teach that little bastard a lesson." With a wave of his hand, Song Qingsong led Hu Jun and the others away.

"Master Song, please let me break that little bastard's hand. I will never break his leg." Hu Jun Yong had a fawning expression on his face.

"I think highly of you." Song Qingsong patted Hu JunYong's shoulder in fear.

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