Chapter: 1297
"Wu Fan, say something!"
Seeing that Wu Fan remained silent, Zhou Fang was annoyed.
He hit the waiter with his hands, just to hit Song Xiaoyu in the face, and Wu Fan watched by default.
Even if he doesn't do it, Wu Fan will do it, so that Song Xiaoyu can't get off the table, but the two people do it in different ways.
No one wants to see that a mere Song Xiaoyu suddenly becomes a man of the hour in the north, and a leader among the younger generation. Why?
He is nothing but a useless, incompetent waste!
"Even if you kill that guy, so what?"
Wu Fan snorted.
He always felt that his vision was much higher than Zhou Fang's, and he could see much more clearly.
In his eyes, Zhou Fang and Song Xiaoyu are actually the same person, and he doesn't like it at all.
"Obviously, that person listened to Song Xiaoyu's words and deliberately kept us from coming to the stage. Otherwise, what do you think Song Xiaoyu invited us to do today?"
Zhou Fang's complexion changed.
"He wants to use us to make an example, to make an example of others?"
He reacted immediately.
Those who came today were all from the younger generation, about the same age as Song Xiaoyu.
But now, Song Xiaoyu is already the Patriarch of the Song Family, and the others still have a long way to go before becoming the Patriarch of their own families. Some people even have no chance at all to win in the competition among the brothers and sisters of the family.
What was Song Xiaoyu's reputation before?
He has no reputation at all, and some are just cowardly, incompetent, and have no sense of existence.
Now that he suddenly became the head of the Song family, doesn't he need Liwei?
He couldn't do it. To get the approval of those elders all of a sudden, he naturally started from the younger generation, his own peers!
The more Zhou Fang thought about it, the more angry he became, it must be like this!
This banquet might even be specially prepared for the two of them. Song Xiaoyu had arranged it long ago, to humiliate him and Wu Fan in front of everyone, in order to step on them both to the top.
How unreasonable!
"Hmph, so, that person deserves to die, and Song Xiaoyu deserves to die even more!"
Wu Fan shouted, his face was gloomy and cold.
"how do you want to do it?"
Zhou Fang gritted his teeth and said, "My people will be here soon."
Although I don't know what happened at home, there seems to be a lot less masters, but it's not too difficult to call two or three to interrupt Jiang Ning's hands and feet.
But now, he hates Song Xiaoyu even more!
I can't wait to kill him immediately! JrNovels.com