Your son-in-law is here

Chapter 972: The dream comes true

Seeing that the scene became quiet, Song Feilong's expression improved a little, but his tone was still very unhappy:

"Take a good look at who the labor and management are!"

Then he asked and answered himself:

"I am Song Feilong, from the Song family, a first-class family. Who gave you the courage to ignore me?"

"Made, all of you, stand up and apologize!"

"And the Yang family, you Yang family must also be responsible!"

Yang Mingming, who was trotting, wanted to cry when he heard this. Song Feilong's attitude seemed to offend everyone. Those big guys were also scolded. Isn't this looking for death!

The most important thing is that these are the guests he invited.

At this moment, he wished he could immediately flash up and shut up Song Feilong's foul mouth. Unfortunately, his position just now was at the ninth round table, the innermost one, and he would not be able to get out in a short time.

Fortunately, at this time, Yang Mingming saw his father, Yang Pengyun, running towards Song Feilong, which made him feel a little relieved, but it was just a breath.

Yang Pengyun's current mood is the same as Yang Mingming's, but he not only wants to shut Song Feilong's mouth, but also wants to beat up his son Yang Mingming. If he hadn't invited Song Feilong over, there wouldn't be anything like this at all.

Seeing Yang Pengyun running over in a panic, Song Feilong thought he was coming to apologize to him, so he ran so fast, so he smiled coldly and said:

"Repent after seeing me angry? It's a pity that it's too late. Today's matter will definitely not end as easily as an apology."

Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of Zhou Yi's incident, and thought to himself that this was a perfect opportunity, because normally the Yang family would try every means to please him in order to calm down his anger, so as long as he told Zhou Yi's incident , the Yang family will definitely teach Zhou Yi a lesson, and may even give Yang Momo directly to him.

The wishful thinking was very good.

Thinking of this, Song Feilong looked for Zhou Yi in the banquet and said, "One more thing. There is a little brat named Zhou Yi in your Yang family. He provoked me yesterday. Let him come out quickly." , Kneel down and apologize, otherwise..."

Bang!

Before Song Feilong finished speaking, a feeling of déjà vu suddenly emerged from his heart, and then he saw a black shadow quickly attacking him, his vision went dark, and he flew out.

Only when he was in mid-air did he realize why he had a familiar feeling. He was kicked away!

What I dreamed about actually happened!

It's just that he thought the shadow was Zhou Yi, but in fact the shadow was Yang Pengyun, a stranger he had never seen before.

Song Feilong screamed and fell to the ground.

Everyone else at the banquet was shocked when they saw this scene. Although Sein Feilong was nothing at all among so many big figures, he was still a direct descendant of a first-class family anyway.

Being kicked away was really embarrassing.

Yang Pengyun, the instigator, also looked helpless, but this was what he had to do. Other guests may still doubt whether the visit of so many big figures is really related to Zhou Yi?

But as the second in command of the Yang family, Yang Pengyun knew very well that those big shots came because of Zhou Yi.

Now Song Feilong wants to cause trouble at the banquet, scolding all the big shots, and finally wants to find trouble with Zhou Yi alone. The most important thing is that this guy was invited by his own son. If the trouble continues, he will be I know, if the big shot doesn’t take the blame, the old man will skin himself first.

It would even affect his status in the Yang family, so he couldn't help but kick him.

Let's clear up the relationship first.

Song Feilong wailed, covered his face and rolled twice on the ground. After the pain subsided, he clenched his fists, his face was gloomy as if water was dripping, and he slowly stood up.

He looked at the culprit Yang Pengyun with sharp eyes, and his voice was as cold as if he had come out of hell:

"You dare to kick me, are you tired of living?"

Yang Pengyun waved his hand and said: "This is a misunderstanding. You are not welcome here, Mr. Song. Please come back."

Pooh!

Song Feilong spat out a mouthful of blood and cursed loudly: "Is there something wrong with your fucking brain? You beat me and still want me to leave?"

"I tell you today, no one here can leave without my permission. You are in big trouble!"

As he spoke, he took a step forward and wanted to slap Yang Pengyun. How could the latter be slapped by him like this, so he just avoided it.

"You dare to hide? Well, you have the guts!"

"I'll see how you hide now!" Song Feilong angrily took out his cell phone and prepared to call someone.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded from the banquet crowd.

"Sin Feilong, come here."

Song Feilong paused slightly while holding the phone. The voice was a bit familiar to him, but he was still angry and said impatiently:

"Who calls me? You want me to get out on my own!"

Lu Fan's face turned dark. It was him who had just spoken. Before he became the head of the family, his company had a cooperative relationship with the Song family, which was the company where Zhou Yi and Yang Momo worked.

Therefore, he was relatively familiar with the direct descendants of the Song family. Song Feilong was a few years younger than him and had met him several times. He knew that this boy had no ability and liked to cause trouble everywhere.

Normally, it was impossible for Lu Fan to take care of it or not want to take care of it, especially after he became the head of the family, he and Song Feilong were from completely different worlds, but now this kid actually got Zhou Yi into trouble.

Then he must take care of it.

Listening to Song Feilong's impatient voice, Lu Fan turned his head and glanced at Liushan, and said calmly:

"Master, please bring him here."

Liushan smiled slightly and disappeared instantly.

Seeing that no one responded to him, Song Feilong cursed and was about to take out his mobile phone to find someone. At this time, he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing, and then there was another person in front of him.

This made Song Feilong a little dumbfounded. When he took a closer look, he saw a young monk who looked familiar. He stared at Liushan, his eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "Are you the monk from the Lu family?"

"You've come just in time. Considering the relationship between my Song family and the Lu family, it's not an exaggeration for you to come and help me get revenge, right?"

Liushan smiled slightly: "Donor, please come with me."

"What do you mean...ah..." Halfway through Song Feilong's words, he saw Liushan reaching out to him, and then he felt himself flying again, and this time the speed was obviously faster.

The next moment, he landed on the ground, his vision became clearer, and he knew that he was still at the banquet, and then subconsciously said: "Monk, what are you doing, scaring me..."

At this time, he saw Lu Fan in front of him.

"Huh? Lu...brother Lu Fan...why are you here!"

Lu Fan's face was gloomy, and his eyes were obviously not on him. Following the former's gaze, Song Feilong saw Zhou Yi.

His face suddenly darkened, and he immediately wanted to point at Zhou Yi and yell, but before he could speak, Six Senses patted him on the shoulder: "Donor, don't be impulsive, take a closer look."

Liushan's hands seemed to have magic power. Song Feilong suddenly regained his composure, and then saw that Lu Fan was sitting at the same table as Zhou Yi, and there was also someone familiar to him at the same table.

For example, the three great miracle doctors, such as Du Hai, Ximen Ye...

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