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Back at the Shengyuan Consortium, Lin Hongyue continued to be busy with the affairs of the Shengyuan Consortium.

Ye Chen stayed alone in the chairman's office, preparing to surprise the Song family.

Since the Song family gave him a Hongmen banquet, he naturally wanted to express it.

After thinking for a long time, Ye Chen still called Sun Shaoyuan.

"Old leader, call me at this time, do you have any orders?"

Sun Shaoyuan answered the phone and laughed loudly.

"There is something wrong, how is the training situation of Dragon Thorn?" Ye Chen asked casually.

"Zheng Shao is leading the members of Dragon Thorn to conduct special training. They have almost learned the Beishenquan you taught them. A few people can run to my side and ask when you will come. "

Sun Shaoyuan said helplessly.

Since Ye Chen came here last time, he never came to the training base of Longthorn again.

But with Ye Chen's status, Sun Shaoyuan didn't dare to call and disturb Ye Chen rashly, so he could only wait here.

Unexpectedly, Ye Chen was the first to call today, and Sun Shaoyuan happened to take the opportunity to say a few words.

"I've been a little busy recently, and I don't have time to go to the training base. Wait for me to make a trip there in a few days."

Ye Chen thought for a while and said casually.

"Okay, old leader, you just need to come here when you have time." Sun Shaoyuan chuckled.

"Training alone is not enough. Work and rest must be combined. I just happen to be free in the afternoon, so let the members of Dragon Thorn come out to let the wind go."

Ye Chen said leisurely.

"Come out to let the wind out?" Sun Shaoyuan froze for a moment, his face full of weirdness.

This is the first time he heard that the combination of work and rest is going to come out to let the wind go?

At the meeting in the northern border, there was never any word that he would either train in the barracks or fight on the battlefield.

What the hell is this venting?

"I'm in Kunzhou right now, let the members of Dragon Spurs fully armed and come to Kunzhou."

Ye Chen said calmly, "Can I get to Kunzhou before six o'clock in the evening?"

"Going to Kunzhou? What are you going to do in Kunzhou?" Sun Shaoyuan asked subconsciously.

"I still need to report to you when I do something?" Ye Chen said angrily.

"The old leader was joking. I was the one who said too much. I'll let the members of Dragon Spurs prepare for it. They will arrive in Kunzhou before five o'clock in the afternoon."

Sun Shaoyuan said something embarrassingly, paused slightly, and hesitated: "Old leader, where are you going to gather in Kunzhou?"

Ye Chen casually reported the Song family's address: "When you get there, just follow my orders."

"No problem, promise to complete the task."

Sun Shaoyuan responded, and then hung up the phone.

Ye Chen put down the phone, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

If the Song family thought that he dared to have such a strong confidence in Kunzhou through the name of the special supervision department, then they would underestimate him.

As the trump card army in the East China War Zone, Dragon Thorn is definitely more than enough as a gift from Ye Chen to the Song family at the Hongmen Banquet.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, the Song family specially sent a driver to the downstairs of Shengyuan Consortium to wait for Ye Chen and Lin Hongyue.

Since there was a free driver, Ye Chen and Lin Hongyue would naturally not refuse, and they took the Song family's car and walked to the Song family's manor.

As the top wealthy family in Kunzhou, the Song family has a manor in Kunzhou that covers an area of ​​tens of acres, which is extremely grand.

After driving for half an hour, Ye Chen and the others arrived at the gate of the Song family's manor.

Two huge iron lions stand on both sides of the gate of the manor, looking mighty and extraordinary.

As the gate of the manor slowly opened, the driver drove directly into the Song family's manor.

A few minutes later, the car stopped in front of an antique villa.

"Mr. Ye, Ms. Lin, Mr. Song has been waiting for you for a long time."

As soon as Ye Chen and Lin Hongyue got out of the car, they heard a loud laughter.

Turning his head slightly, Ye Chen saw a middle-aged man striding over, walking like a tiger, with an extraordinary aura.

"Patriarch Song, I have been admiring you for a long time." Lin Hongyue smiled lightly and greeted her.

"Miss Lin is indeed a well-known beauty in Zhonghai. When I saw her today, Song felt a little envious of Young Master Ye."

Song Yingji laughed loudly.

"Patriarch Song was joking." Ye Chen replied with a smile.

As soon as Song Yingji came up, he told their backgrounds, which was really unusual, and seemed to want to give them a bad blow.

However, if Song Yingji showed such enthusiasm without hitting the smiling face, Ye Chen would naturally give the Song family a face.

Song Yingji was followed by a group of core members of the Song family, including men and women, including Song Wenguang who had appeared before.

Everyone looked at Ye Chen curiously.

"Dad, was he the one who killed Guo Yang? It doesn't look like much."

At this moment, a young son curled his lips, slightly disappointed.

In his mind, to be able to kill a martial arts master like Guo Yang must be a strong man with infinite strength.

A young man with small arms and legs like Ye Chen doesn't look as good as him. Can such a young man kill Guo Yang?

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, and a half-smile flashed in his eyes.

"Feiyun, what nonsense are you talking about, how could you be so rude to guests."

Song Yingji frowned, angrily scolded the young man beside him, then turned to Ye Chen and said, "This is the dog Song Feiyun."

Ye Chen nodded slightly, as a greeting.

Seeing Ye Chen's arrogant attitude, everyone in the Song family frowned, their faces full of displeasure.

"Ye Chen, why did my son offend you? How dare you insult him like this?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man stood up, looked at Ye Chen with a gloomy face, and his tone was a bit aggressive.

"Who is your son?"

Ye Chen squinted his eyes, and said with a light smile, "Ye Mou first came to Kunzhou, and he is not very familiar with your Song family."

"My son Song Ruishu." An extremely gorgeously dressed lady snorted coldly.

"Song Ruishu? I remembered, the one who came to my Shengyuan consortium in the morning? Your Song family really needs to take care of the younger generation. Its behavior is extremely domineering. Fortunately, you met Ye. If you were in Zhonghai, I'm afraid A little punishment will pass."

Ye Chen said calmly.

"This is Kunzhou, you actually beat my son?" The lady was very angry at Ye Chen's words, her face was full of anger.

"Okay, Song Yiming, take care of your wife. Mr. Ye is a guest of my Song family, so don't be rude."

Song Yingji frowned, his face a little displeased.

Song Yiming's face was a bit ugly, but since Song Yingji had spoken, he couldn't say anything more, so he pulled his wife beside him, and stood aside with a gloomy face.

At this moment, a Cayenne came galloping not far away and stopped not far from everyone.

A middle-aged man got out of the car with a few bodyguards, and looked at Ye Chen and Lin Hongyue with serious expressions.

"You still dare to come to my Song family?"

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Chen with a gloomy face: "Catch him for me."

As soon as the words fell, the bodyguards beside the middle-aged man surrounded Ye Chen.