urban monster mad son-in-law

Chapter 1467

Meng Ziqing's face turned pale, and after glancing at Liu Yang who was sitting next to her, he quickly lowered his head again.

Her heart was complicated and entangled. Liu Yang came to save her, but she was worried about Liu Yang's comfort.

Meng Ziqing knew in his heart that the current leader of Song Dynasty was polite to Liu Yang on the surface, but when he fought with Liu Yang later, he would definitely kill Liu Yang and get rid of Liu Yang quickly.

"Song Master!"

Liu Yang looked at the bowls and chopsticks in front of him, grinned and said, "You're so polite."

"Ha ha--"

Liu Yang had a bright smile on his face, and Song Zhenting couldn't help laughing out loud: "It should be, it should be!"

Song Zhenting and Liu Yang seemed to be old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years. The laughter was so happy.

From the point of view of Song Gangzhu's nearly [-] subordinates, the gang leader is hiding a knife in his smile and doesn't take Liu Yang seriously at all.

But Liu Yang laughed so loudly that they felt that Liu Yang was pretending to be crazy.

Doesn't he know that this meal is a meal of death, and after eating this meal, he has to report to Lord Yan.

Liu Yang was not polite, looked at a table of farm food, filled a big bowl of rice for himself, and started to eat it.

That eating behavior made everyone's scalp tingle.

That's right, everyone thought about it again, after all, it was the last meal, and it was better to be a hungry ghost than a hungry ghost.

Eat well and hit the road!

"hey-hey--"

Behind Song Zhenting came the eccentric laughter of many people.

Even Song Zhenting thought so, Liu Yang ate so deliciously, he must have regarded this meal as a meal of beheading.

Meng Ziqing didn't have the appetite to eat anything, and she didn't want to pretend to take two bites. She stared at Liu Yang blankly, with tears in her eyes. Liu Yang, in order to save me, you took the risk alone, is it worth it?

You don't have to come and hide.

At this moment, Meng Ziqing swore secretly in his heart that as long as he and Liu Yang left here safely, he would be Liu Yang's cow or horse for the rest of his life, whatever!

Thinking of what happened now, and thinking about being treated like this by her mother and younger brother, Meng Ziqing regretted pulling Liu Yang to save her younger brother.

Song Zhenting also ate with big mouthfuls, it was delicious.

After Liu Yang finished eating two big bowls of rice and another big bowl of native chicken soup, he finally put down the empty bowl and chopsticks contentedly, patted his stomach, and exclaimed: "Master Song, you are a farmhouse! The meals here are really delicious, especially the local chicken soup, which is sweet and sweet, delicious!"

Song Zhenting put down the bowl and chopsticks slowly, and said with a smile, "It's just as long as you like it."

Liu Yang said again: "Master Song, it seems that your farmhouse is not open to the outside world, right?"

"—"

Everyone was startled when they heard it, and they never expected Liu Yang to say this.

Whether it is open to the public or not, what does it matter to you?

none of your business!

Obviously, Liu Yang's words were completely unreasonable, and many of Song Zhenting's confidants wanted to spit at him.

After Song Zhenting frowned, he replied indifferently: "Yes!"

I only heard Liu Yang ask surprisingly: "Then can I come to eat next time?"

"—"

Afraid of the sudden silence of the air.

Not only did Liu Yang not play cards according to common sense, he was simply talking nonsense and endlessly.

Next time, he still wants to come to eat next time!

Whether you can survive today is a question!

Even Meng Ziqing looked at Liu Yang in horror.

In the next second, Song Zhenting's fiery confidant couldn't bear it any longer, and took the lead in angrily angrily saying, "You still want to come to eat?

Don't you know, this meal is your meal! "

Song Zhenting didn't stop his confidant from speaking rudely to Liu Yang, with a playful look on his face.

Obviously, Liu Yang's words made Song Zhenting unhappy, and the killing intent in his heart became even more intense.

"Breakout meal?"

Liu Yang thought for a while and said meaningfully: "It refers to the last meal that the prisoners who were beheaded in ancient times ate?"

"Knowingly asking!"

Song Zhenting's confidant sneered and said, "It's the result of your guts smashing the place of our salt gang. Letting you eat a delicious farmhouse meal with your head cut off will be considered cheap for you."

Liu Yang smiled, and ignored him, but looked at Song Zhenting, and said in a neutral tone: "By the way, Chief Song, there is one more thing—"

"what's up?"

Seeing Liu Yang hesitate to speak, Song Zhenting raised his brows and said.

"Is such that--"

After Liu Yang clicked his lips, he said, "You saw it just now. I called just now. I shouldn't be able to get a call here. Please send someone to take me and Meng Ziqing back later. Bar."

"—"

As soon as Liu Yang finished speaking, the entire Qingyun Mountain seemed to turn into a dead place, deathly silence!

"Wow!"

The mountain wind was blowing the cypress leaves, making a rattling sound, which was particularly ear-piercing at this moment.

Everyone stared at Liu Yang with big eyes and small eyes. Even Meng Ziqing couldn't imagine that Liu Yang dared to speak such nonsense.

This is completely ignoring Gang Leader Song.

Have you started arranging a "retreat" for yourself before the fight even started?

I have seen arrogant ones, but I have never seen such crazy ones.

At this moment, the corners of Song Zhenting's mouth twitched several times.

He is the master of Huajin, and in the eyes of ordinary people, he exists like a god, but Liu Yang doesn't seem to take him seriously at all, and asks him to arrange a car to take him back later. .

This is simply arrogant to the point of heinous!

"Ha ha--"

But soon, Song Zhenting laughed instead of anger: "Interesting, interesting, I haven't seen such an interesting young man for a long time."

Liu Yang smiled and said shyly, "Master Song, are you praising me?"

"!!"

Song Zhenting's laughter stopped abruptly, wishing he could strike directly and kill Liu Yang with a single palm.

This guy is just kicking his nose in the face!

"Yes, I'm praising you, praising your courage!"

Song Zhenting smiled, but in the next second, his smile disappeared, and he said with a stern face: "But if a person is too proud and has no self-knowledge, it is no different from seeking his own death."

"Liu Yang, I am also a person who loves talents. What's more, in this world, ascetics are already rare, so I didn't want to kill you, but you provoked me again and again, and you didn't kill me." You, how will my gang gain a foothold in our gang after Sunday!"

As he spoke, Song Zhenting stood up slowly, his eyes were cold and piercingly cold.

The murderous aura is fierce and the momentum is amazing!

This is the real Huajin Grandmaster with extraordinary strength!

Song Zhenting finally lost his last patience and wanted to fight Liu Yang.