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Currently, the Han family is being jointly attacked by Ye, Zhao and others.

100 million is almost all the funds they can use.

But as long as they can catch Song Yu, they can make a comeback, so they don't care at all. It can also be said that they have spent a lot of money in order to catch Song Yu in the Wuyun Prison.

"Master Han, let's go slowly!" The vice-president said goodbye to the other party with great interest. He couldn't accept bribes. He had a completely different attitude towards Song Yu.

Furthermore, he had never met Song Yu, and of course he didn't know him. Han Wanshan was so anxious that he didn't even have time to say anything.

But after Han Wanshan went out, he was not in a hurry to leave. He wanted to see how this matter ended.

After all, he had an agreement with the Han family, so Song Yu ignored Han Wanshan for the time being.

Just looking at the vice-president's indifferent expression after accepting the money, Song Yu was a little speechless. It's true that money can make all the difference, and the vice-president of the dignified Martial Arts Association seems to be nothing more than that.

Okay, the money is mine!

This money is almost all the funds that the Han family can use. If they can take 100 million, it will definitely be a drain on them.

"Why don't I go out?" Song Yu looked at Vice President Yan and said calmly.

"Don't go out? If you don't go out, you will die. Do you think anyone can break into the martial arts association?" Yan Changyu snorted coldly. This guy really has a lot of authority.

And he felt that he was a warrior after all, so he didn't take Song Yu seriously at all, so he stood up and despised Song Yu.

Bang!

Before he could finish his words, Song Yu had already punched him in the face.

boom!

Vice President Yan was hit so hard that he sat back on the chair. His nose was bleeding and his face was covered in blood.

"you……"

Yan Changyu looked stunned, completely unexpected that he was not his opponent.

"Who are you?" He then remembered and asked.

"I am the Song Yu you want to catch." Song Yu said calmly.

"What? Are you Song Yu?"

Yan Changyu was stunned for a moment and then recovered.

"Okay, I can't find you. How dare you come to the Martial Arts Association to cause trouble? I'm going to make it difficult for you to come and go today. Come on!"

There were messy footsteps, and several martial arts association members with guns broke in from outside.

And what they hold is not ordinary guns, but micro-guns.

It's not that people from the martial arts association don't need to rob. They will use anything as long as it is conducive to arrest. After all, for most ancient warriors, guns are still very intimidating.

"Vice president!"

"This kid is Song Yu, take him down for me."

Yan Changyu waved his hand at several people, "If he dares to resist, shoot him to death."

"Damn it!" Song Yu was speechless. You haven't even tried the trial yet, and you're going to kill him directly? It seems that money can really make a difference.

brush!

Several people immediately raised their guns and shot at Song Yu.

Unfortunately, before their guns could be raised, Song Yu had already arrived.

Bang bang bang!

Several people flew out like sandbags, each with broken legs, bloody noses and mouths, and instantly lost their fighting ability.

And their guns were already in Song Yu's hands.

"Does this stuff work?"

Song Yu rubbed it casually, and in a blink of an eye, he kneaded a few handfuls of micro-pigment into iron lumps and threw them on the table in front of the vice president.

Boom!

This table was actually smashed into a hole.

The vice president suddenly turned pale with fear.

"Come here, call me the riot squad!" he shouted again.

Soon six or seven more people, including the explosion-proof squad and the riot control brigade, rushed towards Song Yu.

Bang bang bang bang!

Song Yu flew up and struck a series of critical strikes with his legs. In a blink of an eye, these people were knocked to the ground, and they were all wailing on the ground with their arms and legs covered.

After these few operations, almost all the warriors in the entire martial arts association lost their combat effectiveness. You must know that Song Yu had defeated several people in the past few days.

Warriors are already scarce. How many ancient warriors are there who are truly beginners, even in the Martial Arts Association?

These people were lying on the ground screaming, looking at Song Yu with fear on their faces. They didn't expect that the visitor was so fierce and even picked on their martial arts association.

When did such a young master appear in the Magic City? That neat yet critical attack technique is simply terrifying.

"I'm afraid, except for the president himself, no one can be his opponent, right?" These people pondered.

Han Wanshan, who was behind the crowd, stared at this scene in a daze, and was also extremely frightened. He did not expect that Song Yu was so fierce that he even dared to do it to the martial arts association.

Is this an open confrontation with the entire Dragon Kingdom martial arts organization?

How dare he stay here any longer, he hurriedly ran away without anyone noticing.

"Vice President, it's your turn." Song Yu walked towards Yan Changyu with a smile.

"You...don't come over here, I'm the vice president."

"Vice President, please give me more!"

Bang!

Song Yu directly took him out and punched him away.

Click! The boy's sternum was broken on the spot, and before he could hit the ground, a fireball flew over.

This kid turned into ashes in the air.

"This……"

Everyone was dumbfounded now. No one thought that Song Yu was so ruthless that he would even dare to kill the vice president. What is even more frightening is his method. Is this magic?

"Mr. Song, spare your life!"

Some people were so frightened that they began to beg for mercy.

"Where is your president?" Song Yu glanced at the group of people.

"President...our president should have gone to the imperial capital to participate in a martial arts exchange meeting." Someone finally said something.

"Tell your president that when he comes back, let him find me and let him resolve this matter personally, otherwise I will wipe out your martial arts association!"

After saying that, Song Yu turned around and left.

It's like he's not here to kill people, but just to take a stroll.

Everyone was trembling and some even wet their pants. No one dared to stand up until Song Yu completely left.

"Quickly, inform the president!"

Outside, Song Yu flicked the black card in his hand.

This card is the Han family's natal fund, and it belongs to him now.

For him, it shouldn't be too easy to just grab a card.

Moreover, this card is anonymous and he can use it at will.

After arriving below, Song Yu drove to Yulima Manor.

He felt that the opportunity for advancement was ripe and he wanted to see if there was a chance to copy Aoki's spirit body.

As soon as Song Yu parked the car, a girl appeared next to him, "Brother Xiaoyu!"

It was none other than senior sister Ye Zixuan.

"Xuan'er, how are you preparing?" Song Yu asked directly.

"I...should be able to."

Although Ye Zixuan was nervous, she still agreed to the desire for strength.

"Sit over here!" Song Yu said.

"Oh!"

Ye Zixuan hesitated for a moment, then walked over, spread her legs and sat on his lap.

Song Yu clearly felt that her legs were shaking violently and her breathing was rapid.

"Is this the first time?" Song Yu asked.

"I... um!" Ye Zixuan nodded vigorously. After saying that, she lowered her head, her face burning as if she had a fever.

Song Yu clearly felt that her body was getting tighter.

"Don't be nervous. The more nervous you are, the more it will hurt!" Song Yu said.

"Oh!" Ye Zixuan hurriedly relaxed her body, but she couldn't relax completely.

This was the girl's first time, and she could feel Song Yu's majesty. It would be a lie to say she wasn't nervous.

"I'll tell you the formula now. Remember it, and we'll do it later."