Jinyu Media, eighth floor.

Everyone was busy until almost early in the morning. Nearly a hundred people stayed in the company temporarily to rest, and almost all valuable things were moved here.

Song Huaizhou squatted in the corner dejectedly, drinking sip after sip of strong wine in despair.

Because he was killed in a counter-attack, twenty-eight ability users who defected to him died. They were all loyal to him, but because of this good-for-nothing...

Song Huaizhou put down the empty bottle and stumbled to crawl not far away, took out the new liquor and unscrewed it.

You shouldn't have let Song Zhijie go at that time. You should have taken advantage of the situation and dealt with him when the Liang family was wiped out.

Why wasn't this done then...

He swallowed the lump in his throat with the wine and lowered his head.

"Young Master, please take a nap."

Chi Yun gently patted the twins in her left and right arms, looking worried.

Song Huaizhou shook his head and raised his finger to point at himself in a daze: "Why do you follow me if you are such a stupid person?"

He uttered vague words to himself: "You... Hiccup... you go to the Sun family, or you can find a job in the Holy City. There are too many big shots here, Hiccup... every one They are all more capable than me..."

Chi Yun slowly put down the child, grabbed Song Huaizhou by the collar and dragged him to the conference room.

"My husband died because of you, cheer me up before it's too late, don't let his death be worthless, don't let us regret our decision!"

Song Huaizhou was so shaken by her that he felt dizzy, and his stomach suddenly surged and gushed out.

Chi Yun kept silent, took out water and paper, put them on the table, walked out of the conference room and closed the door.

next door.

Qi Yanren, who was sleeping in a daze, always felt like someone was squeezing him, and his arms were sore and numb that he couldn't let go. He turned his head and found Qian Yiming lying in his arms at some point, with his head stuck in his creaking nest.

I wanted to push him away, but I found that Qian Yiming seemed to have dreamed of something terrible. His moist eyelashes were trembling and he was mumbling something unknown.

Qi Yanren pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

"Dad...don't die..."

He smiled evilly: "Dad can't die."

"Dad wants to live a long life...a hundred years old..."

Qi Yanren sneered and slowly put his almost numb arms behind his head. He stared blankly at the ceiling, fearful of what Qian Yiming said about the Song family.

Blood relatives can act so decisively, even more ruthlessly than their enemies.

In the past, I had no idea about the competition between the brothers of the Song family. The winner is the king, and the loser only loses his life. The number will be re-opened.

Now that he has a biological brother, he can't help but put it on himself. Just thinking about the two of them confronting each other one day makes him feel inexplicably panicked and uncomfortable.

In the final analysis, there are only two reasons for the split: parental love and family fortune.

Although he knew that his father always punished him and was a treasonous person, he understood that beating was a sign of affection and love. Otherwise, why wouldn't he hit Cheng Xuansi, who was also disrespectful and disrespectful? This showed that his father still had his heart and other people's. It doesn't matter.

After having Qi Yanxuan, his love for him did not diminish at all, so he gave him a whip when he came home.

Even if his father is partial, he has fatherly love and Qi Yanxuan has maternal love, which is quite fair.

As for the family fortune, Qi Yanxuan would give it all to him if he wanted. For Qi Yanren, what he worked hard for would have a greater sense of accomplishment, so why would he kill his brother and his father to fight for that rare thing?

Ok.

Qi Yanren feels that there will definitely be no problem with Qi Yanxuan in the future.

Suddenly, Ji Chen, who was sleeping at the other end of the conference room, stood up.

Qi Yanren poked his head around and walked around the heavy wooden table, only to find that Ji Bin had also snuck in. He was sleeping quite deeply. Ji Chen pulled out a long knife and pressed it against his neck without any response.

"come here."

Qi Yanren lowered his voice and patted his side.

Ji Chen took a deep breath and walked over, put the knife upright and lay down.

"Is there no problem with your relationship with Brother Ji?" Qi Yanren said.

Ji Chen was silent for a moment.

"No."

"That's good."

Qi Yanren closed his eyes in relaxation and soon snored slightly.

Conference room on the 7th floor.

Sun Jingchuan and Sun Yu looked up to the sky.

"Brother, I want to move to the Holy City to accompany Zhou to get through the most difficult time."

"Let's move to Times Apartments."

Sun Jingchuan said slowly: "That community is a property under Ji Yixiao's name. It is enough to accommodate so many people. I have already said hello to him. It is free."

Sun Yu sat up straight suddenly, his pupils shocked.

How could Ji Yixiao agree so easily! Could it be!

Sun Jingchuan pulled him down: "Everything is of my own free will, no one forced me."

Sun Yu looked at his elder brother's dull expression, like a puppet without emotions. The smiling person in the past seemed to have disappeared.

If his eldest brother hadn't used his ability to transport survivors, he would have even suspected that his eldest brother was parasitized by an alien creature!

"You and I both know how important the Ji family is to this world. It's just a shell, so don't worry about it."

Sun Jingchuan looked indifferent: "My life only lasts a few decades. Sooner or later I will be relieved. Looking at it now, maybe a year, maybe a little longer..."

Sun Yu's nose felt sore and he raised his hands to hug him hard.

"Don't leave me, I don't want you to die."

"I'm kidding you, why are you still crying?"

Sun Jingchuan patted the back of his head and curled his lips: "It's not easy for people to die. Besides, we are still capable people. Even if we die, we will still be the last batch. Who can outrun us?"

"Then I will kill you too." Sun Yu choked.

"Bah, bah, bah, why are you saying such unlucky words!" Sun Jingchuan slapped him: "Don't be sticky, lie down and go to sleep."

"Ah."

Sun Yu didn't want to let go, so he buried his head deep in Sun Jingchuan's neck and closed his eyes.

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