"You misunderstood Uncle Duan. He was going to rob the prison, but I stopped him. I guess he was depressed and went to the nightclub to relax."

Xiao Shun: "Jizhuo? Listen to him nonsense."

It seems that Song Ling'er still doesn't know Duan Jia very much, and she even thinks he is a honest uncle. Duan Jia is occasionally a little irritable and not brainless.

"When will we go back?" Song Ling'er asked.

"I'll go back tomorrow."

"Oh." After finally coming out with Xiao Shun, Song Ling'er was a little disappointed when she came back in a hurry.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, then I'll go back tomorrow." Song Ling'er pursed her lips.

Xiao Shun looked at his watch and stood up and said, "If you have nothing to do, just take a break early and leave early tomorrow morning."

"Hey, Master..." Song Ling'er said anxiously.

"So what's wrong?"

"Let's talk a little longer."

"What's there to talk to you? I'm hungry and haven't eaten yet, so go out to eat something."

"I'll order takeout for you, and you'll eat it here." Song Ling'er said with a resentful look on him.

"...Okay." Xiao Shun pondered for a moment, shrugged.

At the same time.

Wei Tianhua was also released on bail and returned to the Wei family's mansion.

It is completely different from the festive atmosphere the day before. Tonight's Wei Mansion was bleak, and the entire Wei Mansion was immersed in a sad atmosphere.

Wei Lun swallowed his last breath, and it was still useless to use all the expensive life-saving medicines and medical methods.

Wei Lun is a towering tree to the Wei family. All the official relationships of the Wei family have been established since he took over the Wei family.

Almost all his contribution to the Wei family's current status in Leiyang and even Ningzhou, and all the descendants of the Wei family were deeply grateful.

In the ward of 80 or 90 square meters, various advanced medical devices were placed. More than a dozen doctors stood aside with shame, and they had already tried their best.

The descendants of the Wei family stood almost half of the room, each with deep eyebrows and a sad face.

Wei Lun was lying quietly on the hospital bed like a dry old tree, and the instruments next to him made a faint sound.

The depressing atmosphere is suffocating.

Wei Tianhua is Wei Lun's favorite grandson since childhood.

He walked in and saw the situation like this, and immediately lay down beside the hospital bed and cried bitterly.

In the final analysis, if he hadn't provoked Xiao Shun, the Wei family would not have been humiliated one after another.

Then he lost all face at the charity dinner, and Mr. Peng would not die. Grandpa’s birthday party was originally a happy event, but it eventually became a farce, and grandpa would not be like this now.

All of this arises because of him, but there must be an exit for this hatred, and this exit is naturally Xiao Shun.

If Xiao Shun had bowed his head to admit that he was humiliated from the beginning, and would not fight back if he beat him or scold him, he would not have made such a fuss.

Look, what a weird and perverted logic, this is the mentality of these dandy people who are used to being arrogant and domineering in normal times.

"It was the bastard named Xiao who killed grandpa!"

His eyes were red and his face was ferocious and he said to Wei Wendong, "Uncle, do you say something, will you be repaid for this revenge?"

The descendants of the Wei family all looked at Wei Wendong. After the old man left, he was the real backbone of the Wei family.

Wei Wendong signaled that the doctors hurriedly left the ward.

"The revenge of killing my father is irreconcilable, so this revenge will naturally be avenged." He said expressionlessly, without any emotion in his words.

Wei Lun's wife Qi, who is in her sixties, has a head full of silver hair. She has never been concerned about the family affairs. She has always been quiet and silent. She doesn't even attend Wei Lun's birthday party.

At this moment, he was surprisingly angry and said in a deep voice: "The person surnamed Xiao not only made our Wei family lose all their faces again and again, but now your father has become like this because of him. If this revenge is not avenged, others will bully us our Wei family. Everyone wants to ride on our necks and shit."

"If you don't want to stand up for your position to protect your official position, I will personally seek justice for your father."

This was obviously directed at Wei Wendong. He hurriedly said: "What did the mother say? Even if his son doesn't become this official, he will avenge his father."

"But this matter needs to be discussed for a long time. The strength of the backer behind Xiao's surname should not be underestimated. Apart from Zhao Hetai, I think there should be other people supporting him behind his back. You may not know that he was actually released in one step. I heard that even Zhao Hetai was under pressure from the top."

"But don't worry, mother. No matter what, leave this matter to me. I will let that kid be buried with my father at all costs. You must take care of your health." Wei Wendong said worriedly.

The next afternoon, Xiao Shun and his party returned to Jianghai.

Song Ling'er drove directly to Dingxin Road. When she arrived at the gate of the courtyard, she saw a Hummer parked on the side of the door.

"Huh? Uncle Aoyama is back?"

Song Ling'er jumped out of the car and said to herself.

The door was closed, and three people pushed the door open and a tall figure appeared in sight.

Song Qingshan was still majestic, standing in the yard with a straight combat suit and smiling as he looked at them.

He looked much darker and thinner than when Xiao Shun met him last time, but he still had a shiny look and was full of energy.

"Uncle Qingshan! When did you come back?"

Song Ling'er ran over, pulled Song Qingshan's arm like a child, and cheered and said happily.

"Just just arrived home in the morning, your dad said you will be back today, so I'll come and see you."

Song Qingshan looked at Xiao Shun and said hello: "Brother Xiao, we're meeting again."

"I will introduce you to Duan Jia, the king of bodyguards." Xiao Shun introduced to him.

"I heard from Brother Qingzhou that I have never had the chance to meet. I finally met the real person today. I have been looking forward to it for a long time."

Song Qingshan stretched out his hand to Duan Jia and said, "I am Song Qingshan."

Duan Jia also reached out and shook with him: "Mr. Song also mentioned your younger brother, not bad, your Song family is really hidden and hiding."

"Brother Duan has been awarded too much." Song Qingshan said with a smile.

"Stop standing, sit down quickly, I'll make tea for you." Song Ling'er said with a smile and ran into the kitchen.

"Just sit outside. In this season, the house is not as comfortable as outside." Xiao Shun said.

In the Central Plains, it is warm outside in March, but if the heat is not turned on in the house, it will be a bit cool, especially for houses like in a small courtyard.

The three of them sat outside at the round table where they usually were casual.

"I heard that Brother Xiao is teaching Ling'er Kung Fu. I see what are the ones drawn on the ground?" Song Qingshan pointed to the starry pictures painted in white gray on the ground and asked enthusiastically.

He heard Song Qingzhou talk about Song Ling'er's rapid progress under Xiao Shun's guidance. He was really curious, so he couldn't wait to come over and see it with his own eyes.
Chapter completed!