Qiu Jingtang was proudly smoking a cigar, ready to take a move to wait for Song Che, but suddenly the phone rang.

He looked at the call and pressed hands-free directly. His subordinates' report came from the phone: "Boss..."

"I'm itchy! Call me boss!" Qiu Jingtang reiterated his determination to whitewash and get ashore.

"Okay, boss...boss!" The subordinate seemed not very smart, and he was slow to react: "Boss, the brother in front said that he saw a Mercedes-Benz business car driving down from the top of the mountain. According to the information, it seemed that the four Miaojiang country bumpkins were sitting inside."

"They are those witch doctors." Qiu Jingtang pondered: "Where are those people surnamed Song?"

"I haven't seen them come out of the castle, they should be still inside." The subordinate asked for instructions: "Boss, should I stop this business car?"

Qiu Jingtang was a little hesitant for a moment.

He had no special likes and dislikes for those witch doctors. At best, he was a group of local buns who had never seen the world.

Qiu Sheng became interested in this and said, "Dad, why don't you leave those rusty buns to me to deal with."

Qiu Sheng had nothing to do with the witch doctor, but he felt that the beautiful Long Yuanni was particularly new.

I'm tired of playing with all kinds of internet celebrities and charming people. It's rare to encounter such a pure and clear cabbage. It's good to change your tastes occasionally and eat vegetarian food.

Qiu Jingtang couldn't see what the son was thinking, and scolded him again: "It's time to go to this point, and you still have the leisure to have fun. Do you think you will be whose toys in the end if you fight those witch doctors?"

No matter how much he looks down on him, Qiu Jingtang still has to admit that the extraordinary strength of those witch doctors is unfathomable in witchcraft. His stupid son comes over and gives him a pure gift of his head!

But this time, Qiu Sheng was not scolded to shrink his neck, but said proudly: "Daddy, I won't be so stupid that I have a head-on conflict with them. Our community has so many ways to mess with people, and you can eat them all in one way."

After a pause, Qiu Sheng took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket and smiled proudly: "Also, there is also the treasure given to me by Mr. Mu. To put it bluntly, those witch doctors know some hypnosis. With this treasure, any fairy technique will reveal their true colors."

"And I'm not looking for trouble. Didn't Mr. Mu just say that those witch doctors are now sitting on the same boat with the Song. If we are just patronizing against the boys named Song, those witch doctors suddenly stabbed them in the back, we would be in a bad mood."

"There is another point, daddy, we cannot just listen to Mr. Mu. Mr. Mu himself has selfish intentions. Now he has the opportunity to find the Qi Bo secret technique. It is hard to guarantee that he will not be able to raise the price at a critical moment. We have to try our best to get chips just in case."

Not to mention, Qiu Sheng was out of control after his brain was enlightened, and he had a spirit of transformation.

What led to Qiu Sheng's transformation?

Is it love and responsibility?

Of course not.

The driving force that inspired Qiu Sheng's competitive spirit was nothing more than his desire to Dabaicai Long Yuanni and his hatred to the young man Song Che.

Qiu Jingtang was naturally very pleased when he saw his son growing up. He was very happy to see his son's competitive spirit. His eager expectation can be seen from the name of his son.

Therefore, even though Qiu Jingtang felt it was inappropriate, he decided to encourage him because he couldn't bear to destroy the competitive spirit that his son had ignited.

These witch doctors should be treated as a trial for him.

"What's your plan?"

"I can see that among the four witch doctors, the most favored girl is the little girl. So I still follow your plan to control this little girl first, and then threaten those witch doctors to cooperate properly."

"...Okay, this time you can do something according to your own ideas, but I can only give you ten people, and I can only intercept them at the foot of the mountain. Those people in front of the mountain road have to keep greetings with the surname Song."

After considering it, Qiu Jingtang made arrangements. Anyway, he had many people and powerful people, and no matter how capable the witch doctors were, they would not dare to fight to the death with local tyrants.

But in order to ensure his son's safety, he still sent a confidant subordinate, who was the Double Flower Red Stick of the previous club.

He also reminded Qiu Sheng several times that he would leave the work of fighting to his subordinates, and Qiu Sheng hid in the dark to command (just).

Qiu Sheng got the power to lead the troops alone, so he got off the car impromptu, led his friends into two cars, and headed straight to the foot of Taiping Mountain.

Watching the car disappear into the night, Qiu Jingtang suddenly frowned and felt restless for some reason. In his intuition, there seemed to be a trace of ominous signs.

He thought about it and called Mu Chunfeng...

...

In fact, Mu Chunfeng was also restless at this moment, and he also had a bad premonition.

Since he sat down in the tea room in the hall, Zhao Huishan has been drinking nonsense as if nothing had happened, and never mentioned today's exchange meeting, let alone the results of the divination just now.

Mu Chunfeng couldn't hold it in, so he tried to make a cliché. Zhao Huishan just cleverly evaded it and said bluntly that this matter would require several companies to negotiate slowly and let Mu Chunfeng wait for the news.

At this time, Mu Chunfeng finally realized that he might have been trapped in the trap of luring the tiger away from the mountain!

It happened that Qiu Jingtang's phone call came.

Mu Chunfeng quietly glanced at the call, greeted Zhao Huishan, then got up and walked out.

It was not until I reached the door that Mu Chunfeng answered the call.

"Mr. Mu, the boy named Song has not come out of the castle yet?" Qiu Jingtang said sinisterly: "If this is the case, then you can only start Plan B."

Plan a is to kill halfway, but the premise is that Song Che will leave Taiping Mountain.

If Song Che wants to stay in the castle overnight, he can only use Plan B instead: send someone to sneak into the castle at night and capture it alive when Song Che was sleeping!

Mu Chunfeng did not rush to express his opinion and asked back: "What have you discovered when you ambushed on the mountain road?"

"I saw Wu Yuanshan and the group of witch doctors taking a car down the mountain." Qiu Jingtang said truthfully.

Hearing this, Mu Chunfeng's face turned even more gloomy. He stared at the unfathomable night in the mountain stream. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed and said in a deep voice: "No! We're trapped!"

"What?!"

"That kid may have seen through our plan in advance and left secretly with the group of witch doctors' ride-sharing!"

Qiu Jingtang was shocked and suspicious: "No, there are six people with the surname Song, and four witch doctors, so they can't sit still."

"Idiot! I can't sit down, I can just squeeze it!" This time it was Mu Chunfeng's turn to educate Qiu Jingtang: "You will immediately stop the witch doctors' cars! I'm sure that the Song surname will leave Ao Hong Kong immediately tonight! This kid is far more sly and treacherous than we imagined!"

After saying that, Mu Chunfeng felt the power of the vast world in his body boiling again, and almost burst out a mouthful of blood.

This time he lost the game with Song Che clearly and completely!

It is already quite amazing that others can take one step and see three steps, but Song Che clearly thought about all the steps in advance and then walked on one road calmly!

The obstacles and traps he made had already been under his calculations!

Mu Chunfeng was still feeling sad, and Qiu Jingtang on the other end of the phone was frightened!
Chapter completed!