The super soldier king of the stunning president

Chapter 1209 Missing (1 Chapters)
"Xiangyang, are you okay?"

A group of people returned to Good Fortune Gate, and Song Lifu, who stood at the gate and looked around, saw the reinforcement car coming back, and ran over immediately.

When Song Xiangyang got off the car, Song Lifu immediately hugged him, his eyes kept looking up and down quickly to see if Song Xiangyang was injured.

At this moment, Song Lifu was not the majestic sect master, but an ordinary father.

Father as a mountain.

In a ferocious tiger, children are also worried when they are in danger.

"I am fine."

Song Xiangyang responded lightly, trying to squeeze out a smile so that his father would not be so worried about him.

"It's fine. It's fine!"

Song Lifu said happily, then looked at Hu Lijing and Wu Di next to him, and asked with the same kind concern: "Wu Di, Lijing, are you okay?"

"fine."

Wu Di stopped and said that he was fine.

"Sect Master, don't worry, we are all fine. No matter how powerful the bad guys are, but we have Wu Dies, and all difficulties will be easily solved." Hu Lijing smiled lightly.

"It's okay, God bless me!"

Song Lifu took a deep breath, and said happily again and again.

After the sound fell, his gratified face was full of anger, "Hmph... these daring thieves dare to make plans even at our Good Fortune Gate, it seems that if you don't give them a little color, others will think that our Good Fortune Gate is easy to bully It's gone."

"Sect master, please calm down, that killer has been killed by Wu Di. As for the forces standing behind him, we also tried every means to dig them out."

Song Xiangyang walked over and patted his father on the shoulder lightly a few times, signaling him not to make a big move, so as not to hurt his anger.

"Humph!"

Song Lifu snorted angrily, his cheeks swung left and right and he said angrily, "I don't care who he is, even if he is the world's most villainous Purgatory Shura, whoever dares to touch our Good Fortune Gate, I will send him to hell. "

"Master, go back to rest when it's late at night, and leave these things to me."

Song Xiangyang understood his father's mood, and signaled that he didn't have to worry about himself anymore.

"What are you going to sleep on? We can still sleep soundly when others bully us on the door of good fortune? If they fly over with a few atomic bombs, won't we all go back to see our ancestors?"

Song Lifu gritted his teeth angrily, "Call everyone to the family meeting room, I will hold a meeting and make a series of arrangements for this matter."

"Yes."

Song Xiangyang responded, turned around and glanced at the bodyguard beside him, and said, "Give the sect master the order, and understand quickly?"

"understand!"

Several bodyguards shouted, and then disappeared from everyone's sight.

Soon, the family meeting was going on.

None of them were absent, even some people who had drunk too much and left first, now also came here by special car or self-made flying vehicle.

Wu Di is an elite of Good Fortune Gate, so he can naturally attend this meeting.

"Report to the Patriarch that the Seventh Young Master has not arrived."

Just when the meeting was about to start, a servant ran in Huo Liao, respectfully returned to Song Lifu and said, "We called him and looked for him at the residence inside the door, but we didn't find him."

"The others are missing?" Song Lifu frowned, unexpectedly, Song Xiangkang, who seemed to be disgraced by the sect, was missing from the crowd who seemed to be present.

For Song Xiangkang, except for his father and a few lazy and idle elders who like him, everyone in the family likes him. On the contrary, they hate Good Fortune Gate. Why is there such a companion?
Song Xiangkang used the tiger skin of Good Fortune Gate to commit crimes in the secular world, raped countless young girls, and ruined Good Fortune Gate's reputation.

How many people still regard him as a member of the old Song family on the surface, but secretly wish that this guy will die in a car accident or natural disaster.

Song Xiangkang had never participated in any family or sect meetings, and he was almost never seen except at important banquets.

No one minds whether a piece of trash will come, and even some meetings are not even notified.

Song Xiangyang was attacked tonight and a big meeting was held. If he didn't come, no one would feel that there was something missing.

only……

If the subordinates didn't come to report before, then everyone will pretend that there has never been such a person, and everything will be the same as usual.

When the servants ran over to report, everything would be different.

The people sitting in the conference room are either members of the old Song family or the elites of the sect.

In public, Song Lifu couldn't say that Song Xiangkang wouldn't show up if he didn't show up. The meeting will continue, right?

How can you say that the blood of the old Song family is flowing in Song Xiangkang's body!
"This fun-loving guy, has he sneaked away to hang out with his cronies again?"

Song Lifu said with a sullen face and a little displeasure, "Still drunk and lying on a certain lawn to sleep? Have you looked carefully?"

"Patriarch, I have checked many grass fields where people can sleep. Also... I have also checked the places where the Seventh Young Master often appears, but there is no sign of him." The servant continued to respond with his head down.

"Look! If you can't find it, we won't hold today's meeting!"

Song Lifu scolded angrily, "Also, why does this kid sleep peacefully at home after drinking so much, and he doesn't tell his family where he goes, which makes people worry!"

After the sound fell, he looked at Song Xiangkang's father, Song Lishan: "Sixth brother, think carefully about whether Xiangkang told you when he went out?"

"He's such an old man, how could he tell me everything?"

Song Lishan looked at Song Lifu slightly dissatisfied with a drunken face, as if he was very dissatisfied with his public criticism of his son.

He drank a little too much, couldn't open his eyes, and spoke weakly.

Song Lishan himself is also a loser, so the son he taught will not do well.

At this moment, Song Xiangkang had turned into a puddle of blood mist moistening the land, but Song Lishan didn't notice it at all, and he still looked like a drunkard.

I have to say...it's really a little bit sad.

"Then wait for another 10 minutes, and our meeting will proceed in less than 10 minutes."

Song Lifu also knew that talking to Song Lishan was undoubtedly playing the piano to the cow, so he took the initiative to make a decision with a wave of his hand.

"Sect master, Xiang Kang's playful kid can't do anything even if he's here, let's do it first!"

"Yes, there are so many people and elders waiting for him alone!"

Song Li's gospel fell, and the others quickly signaled to start first.

Song Xiangkang is a dispensable burden on the Good Fortune Gate, and everyone knows that everything Song Lifu just did was just a situation.

Even if Song Lifu really wanted everyone to wait, they would never wait for a useless trash!
"Well, since so many people say that the meeting starts first, I will obey the public."

Song Lifu agreed, "Now, let's talk about the first topic, who do you think did it?"

(End of this chapter)