The Crazy Son-In-Law

Near noon, the Sikong family also arrived at Willow Creep.

Sikong Xinrong then brought the family to Hotel Fairview to meet Sikong Chen.

As soon as they met, a cousin asked Sikong Chen, “Chen, when we first entered the town, those people said Old School Society was defeated by a little girl yesterday. I was really shocked. How is it possible…”

Sikong Xinrong noticed Sikong Chen’s gloomy face and he interrupted, “You can’t win every fight in your life. Chen didn’t lose anyway. Let’s not mention this.”

Sikong Chen smiled wryly.

“It’s okay, grandpa. We did get careless yesterday and gave that girl from the Song family a chance.”

After such a grim failure, with Old School Society’s power, they quickly found out Song Linger’s identity.

“The girl from the Song family? The Song family of Stillwater?” Sikong Xinrong was puzzled.

“Yes, that daughter of Song Qingzhou.”

“That girl has been following Song Zhenhai and they have been in the south for the past few years. Maybe they found a good teacher there?”

Sikong Xinrong thought for a while and finally remembered something. Back when Song Qingzhou was kicked out of the Song family he did have a daughter. She was only three or four years old at the time.

“She is not that good. It’s just that my man was not paying enough attention.” Sikong Chen pretended to be relaxed and said.

“It’s okay, Chen. You can take the championship tonight anyway. It’s not a big deal.”

“Right, we will go there for you tonight.”

“I’ve taken all my savings out and I’m betting everything on you tonight. Chen, you have to win.”

“What are you talking about? How could Chen lose?”

The cousins said.

…

In a luxury private room at Hotel Wradeogon.

Hou Chenghe left early last night. And this morning when he went to Room 603 to look for Xiao Shun he found that he was no longer there, so he made a call.

When he heard that Xiao Shun was at Hotel Wradeogon he immediately rushed over.

In a luxurious private room.

Hou Chenghe introduced two friends of his to Xiao Shun.

One was Wen Guangliang of Oakland Finance and the other was Cai Junmin of Good Fortune Assets. Both of them were running equity investment companies and were in charge of billions of dollars, and both of them were friends of Hou Chenghe.

After last night, Xiao Shun was simply God in Hou Chenghe’s eyes.

He also finally seemed to understand something. So he called them, told them about what happened here, and asked them both to come over.

The two of them happened to be free, so they took a plane and rushed over overnight.

However, when they saw that Xiao Shun was only a young man in his twenties, they could not help but be a little disappointed. But they finally stayed for the sake of Hou Chenghe. They had come all the way here, so it wouldn’t hurt to stay here for one more night.

“Mr. Xiao, we are counting on you tonight.” Hou Chenghe said with a smirk.

“Of course, if you trust me.” Xiao Shun said indifferently.

“We sure trust you.” Hou Chenghe said with some embarrassment.

If he did as Xiao Shun said last night, perhaps he would have made a good fortune.

But it did make a point. He was a businessman, and in everything he would consider the risks and benefits. The more he considered the more cautious he became.

Evening.

The blood-red evening sun gilded Willow Creep with a layer of orange-red gauze.

The high tier fights had already kicked off.

The participation of Old School Society was a huge gimmick for the game this year.

When everyone thought they would surely have the championship, the news that a Tier Six fighter of Old School Society was defeated by a young girl last night was like a bomb that exploded over several surrounding cities, attracting more attention to the event.

A flurry of luxury cars drove into the otherwise stale town.

Many bigwigs even took time to come to this town which was already bustling for the game.

The price for a ticket also jacked up from the original fifty thousand at maximum to five hundred thousand!

When Long San watched Hou Chenghe pay three million without even a blink of his eyes, he couldn’t help but gulp. In the eyes of these bigwigs, money really seemed to be just a string of numbers.

This time Xiao Shun sat behind Hou Chenghe and his two friends.

When Sikong Xinrong stepped into the venue with all the members of the Sikong family, it still caused quite a commotion.

After all, this once reigning figure at Stillwater had long retired. Now he once again appeared in public, and to everyone’s surprise, it was because of a fight.

The Sikong family took their seats not far from Xiao Shun.

At this time Sikong Chen had not yet arrived.

Suddenly a cry of surprise erupted from the crowd.

“Duan Jia! Is that Duan Jia?”

“Duan Jia, the king of bodyguards!”

The name Duan Jia might not be much in the domestic community, but bore enough weight internationally.

He was born into a kung fu family and had been practicing kung fu since he was young.

At the age of fifteen, his family was tragically exterminated, and he escaped. Three years later he returned home and killed all his enemies. After that he left the country and became a bodyguard. He once destroyed an entire armed mercenary group by himself and saved his employer. From then on, he rose to fame and earned the reputation of the king of bodyguards in just three years.

At this time, his entrance caused a wave of discussion.

But it was rumored that this man was still in the wanted list of the police, so who could have the power to send him safely across the border? And he could now just appear here openly?

Those who could participate in high tier fights were all leading figures of the community, yet Duan Jia still caused a considerable shock.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

He slowly walked to the seat next to Song Qingzhou and sat down, and Song Qingzhou nodded at him.

“The above sent me here to assist you.” Duan Jia said softly, without a trace of expression on his face.

Song Qingzhou smiled faintly.

The crowd around the stage was shocked to find that the fight was about to start and Sikong Chen still hadn’t shown up, and they started to whisper.

“Was he afraid because Duan Jia is here? After all, they just lost yesterday.” Someone teased.

“Old School Society has got so many talents, so how could they be afraid of a Duan Jia? They obviously just weren’t careful enough yesterday.”

At that, Sikong Chen finally appeared.

He was wearing a slim-fitting leather jacket, as well as his usual white shirt and brown tie. He looked suave and elegant. He had an inconspicuous light smile on his face. The gloom of yesterday seemed to have vanished.

Today he had just made it to Stage Nine, just one step away from the Foundation stage, and with it his strength had improved a great deal.

At this moment he felt his body was filled with energy, and he couldn’t wait to trample his opponents.

After he sat down in his seat in front of the Sikong family, the people around him could immediately feel a strange aura surging around him.