Going down the mountain to withdraw from the marriage, but was taken by the female president to get

ten o'clock in the morning.

Song Family Courtyard.

The grand and majestic birthday banquet officially started, and waves of people lined up to enter the main venue.

In the center of the venue, an old man with gray hair was sitting in a Tang suit.

The old man had a red face, deep eyes, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and a cane in his hand.

This rich old man is Mr. Song.

Next to him is Song Yaoxian, the current Patriarch of the Song family and Song Ziqing's father.

At this moment, Song Yaoxian personally presides over the old man's birthday banquet, and every distinguished guest reads out in person when they arrive.

The huge main venue was already full of guests.

In the central area, besides the Song family, there are the other two of the three major families in the East China Sea, the Shen family and the Yang family.

Then came the representative families of the Central Plains, Western Regions, Jiangnan, and Mobei.

Guo Qianying and Nan Xiaohu, as representatives of the Jiangnan region, sat on the seats on the left.

But the ranking is relatively low, which is relative to the status of the eight provinces in the south of the Yangtze River in the whole country.

The rest of the guests can only sit outside.

Li Wendong's seat can only be described by the end.

He sat calmly on his seat and was playing with his mobile phone with his head down.

And He Zhujun next to him kept asking what happened yesterday and how he killed Shen Yi.

Li Wendong didn't pay attention, and said without turning his head: "If you speak louder, the killers of the Shen family will come later, and they will definitely stare at you."

He Zhujun was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Tch, I am not afraid!"

"To be honest, I also don't like Shen Yi's demeanor. I nodded and bowed to him before. What did I get in exchange?"

"You can kill Shen Yi, brother, I am very happy!"

Just as he was talking, suddenly a patrol from the Song family passed by, and He Zhujun immediately stopped talking.

It turned out that all the guests had arrived, and the banquet ceremony officially began!

The birthday celebration process is very cumbersome, and there are so many etiquettes that it is staggering.

After the etiquette, Song Yao helped the old man onto the high platform and lit a flame.

When the flames rose into the sky, almost ten thousand people in the audience shouted together to wish Mr. Song his birthday.

Mr. Song blushed and waved to everyone.

Li Wendong murmured: "This Mr. Song is very popular... But, huh?"

He frowned slightly, pricked up his ears and listened carefully, and seemed to have noticed some strange sounds.

That was the voice that had to be covered first under the momentum of everyone shouting.

Li Wendong distinguished carefully, and then he heard clearly that the sound came from behind the central high platform.

When the banquet started and everyone was walking back and forth, Li Wendong took the opportunity to approach some central platforms.

It was found that it was heavily guarded.

"What are you doing..." Li Wendong murmured.

At this time, Guo Qianying and Nan Xiaohu also spotted Li Wendong, and were about to come over to say hello, but were stopped by Li Wendong's eyes.

He returned to his seat and found that the people sitting there had all changed.

Four or five strangers sat on the seats, looking straight at Li Wendong.

Li Wendong didn't change his face, he sat down calmly, poured tea and drank water.

One of the middle-aged men said indifferently: "I know you took things from the He family."

"Hand over it, and I'll spare you not to die."

"Otherwise, you will become worse than death!"

The voice was cold and menacing.

Li Wendong continued to drink tea without changing his face.

"I'll only give you three seconds." The middle-aged man revealed a powerful aura of spiritual power.

The signal released was very clear, but Li Wendong remained unmoved.

"Hehe, your chance is gone."

The middle-aged man nodded with a sneer, and the two on the left and right shook hands together.

Two daggers stabbed from under the table.

Be quick!

Li Wendong also kicked over.

"bass!"

The arms of the two people were intertwined, and the two grinned with pain on their faces.

The middle-aged man sneered: "Hehe, a martial artist. Look at the moves!"

Immediately, a cloud of spiritual power struck Li Wendong.

At the same time, Li Wendong also made a move, and a cloud of spiritual power directed at him.

high speed!

It formed a spiritual power in an instant, which surprised the middle-aged man.

Secretly thought that this kid's speed is a bit fast!

"boom!"

An invisible explosion shook.

Li Wendong deliberately controlled the range of spiritual power, but the middle-aged man couldn't resist it anymore.

He gritted his teeth, forced himself to be punched, and stepped back.

Then he stared at Li Wendong, finally chose to stand up, and said fearfully:

"Who is your Excellency?"

"Sitting in this seat, you can't be nobody!"

Li Wendong didn't speak, and didn't even look at him, but looked at the high platform.

The middle-aged man said again: "As long as you take out the things, you can open them as you please."

Li Wendong said calmly, "Get lost."

"You..." The middle-aged man was a little angry, but he still forcibly held back.

He knew that he was no match for the young man in front of him, and now that the banquet ceremony was going on, it was really not suitable for large-scale action.

The middle-aged man sneered: "Although your excellency is highly skilled in martial arts, it's not like no one in the Shen family has dealt with you."

Li Wendong pointed out the chopsticks, and the middle-aged man ran away in fright.

Li Wendong played with his chopsticks and continued to identify the source of the voice.

The banquet progressed to the lively moment, and many young juniors began to express themselves.

All kinds of birthday gifts emerge in endlessly, dazzling.

Among them, a pair of blue and white brushes, ink, paper and inkstones by Song Ziqing, the seventh young master, is the most stylish.

There is also the wonder stone of Shen Liangkun, the second young master of the Shen family, which is the most spectacular.

He made Mr. Song very happy, and even said "yes" a few times.

But at this moment, Shen Liangkun proposed to choose two people from the younger generation, to compete, to use martial arts to help the fun, and to congratulate the old man.

Mr. Song was overjoyed, so he naturally agreed.

Shen Liangkun smiled: "Grandpa Song, that's good. I have known the Seventh Young Master since childhood, and I heard that the Seventh Young Master studied in the Martial Arts Academy."

"Liangkun dared to apply to Grandpa Song, and I will compete with the Seventh Young Master to cheer for Grandpa!"

As soon as these words came out, the members of the Song family and the Shen family were a little stunned.

These two compete?

Is Shen Liangkun crazy?

I hadn't heard that Shen Liangkun had learned martial arts before, but Song Ziqing had learned it at the Martial Arts Academy.

Song Ziqing also looked at Shen Liangkun quietly.

The old man was thinking, Song Yaoxian, as the head of the family, is also the helm of the East China Sea, so naturally the structure cannot be so small.

He waved his hand lightly: "Yes, I approve."

The crowd began to riot, and there were endless discussions.

The two young men with the most status and power in the East China Sea are about to start a head-to-head confrontation!

This is what Shen Liangkun mentioned first. I don't know what kind of medicine Shen Liangkun sold in his gourd...