The surroundings were like thorns, piercing Song Huawei.

In front of everyone, he had to roll away, otherwise he would really lose his life here.

After all, Song Huadong was killed by him. As he said, killing one is to kill, kill two is to kill. If you don’t do what Yang Jiutian said, you may really die.

Every time he rolled around, Song Huawei's murderous intent increased a little. When he rolled to the elevator door, he climbed up from the ground, but the murderous intent in his heart had reached its peak.

He did not dare to be exposed at all, and took the elevator directly and left without looking back.

Song Huayi said with a worried look: "Mr. Yang, I will do my best not to let the Song family hate you, but if the Song family really wants to deal with you, I beg you to let the Song family live a life, is that okay?"

Song Huayi's words surprised Yang Jiutian a little.

He looked at the man who was a few years older than him and felt a little emotional.

This man is absolutely extraordinary, both in character and in appearance. It is indeed a blessing for the Song family to have him.

"If the Song family members wanted to kill me, how could I let them kill me?" Yang Jiutian said lightly.

After a few seconds of silence, Song Huayi's eyes were full of determination, and he looked at Yang Jiutian and said, "If someone really wants to die, they will blame him! I only ask Mr. Yang, that's great that he can let the Song family live a life."

"Okay, I promise you!" Yang Jiutian nodded.

Song Huayi was stunned. He originally thought that Yang Jiutian would not agree. He just wanted to do his best. If Yang Jiutian really wanted to destroy the Song family, he would not have any psychological burden.

But to his surprise, Yang Jiutian agreed to him so easily.

"Thank you Mr. Yang! Thank you Mr. Yang!" Song Huayi thanked him repeatedly.

Yang Jiutian smiled softly and then said, "Let's go too!"

Song Huayi was shocked again. With the strength Yang Jiutian just showed, it would be easy to win today's championship.

The champion’s prize money is as high as hundreds of millions, so Yang Jiutian actually wants to give up?

However, when he thought of his relationship with the person from the War Realm, he felt relieved again.

However, just as the three of them were about to leave, several burly men suddenly blocked their way.

When she saw these people dressed, Song Huayi's pupils shrank because the clothes were from the Golden Club.

"Mr. Yang, the game is not over yet, you are leaving? It seems a bit inappropriate, right?"

A playful voice suddenly rang out.

Yang Jiutian raised his sword eyebrows slightly, looked at the young man who had already walked towards him, and sneered: "The competition is not over, what does it have to do with me?"

Yang Jiutian had seen the young man in front of him. He was the one who tried to forcibly buy the southern suburbs from him in the morning. He was one of the four royal families, the Cao family, and Cao Hui.

At this time, behind him, two old men in Tang suits followed, each with a strong aura.

Even the old man in Tang suit next to Qiao Haiyang may not be as strong as any of these two old men.

"You are the hottest person in the championship tonight. There are nearly half of the audience at the scene, but you have already bet you are the champion. If you leave now, how can I explain to those audiences?" Cao Hui said with a smile.

And his words also show his relationship with the Golden Club.

It turns out that the Golden Club is the property of the Cao family. No wonder there is such a place to make money under the nose of the Bamen of Yandu.

Song Huayi, who was beside Yang Jiutian, was shocked so much that he was beyond words.

Cao Hui's words have already shown his relationship with the Golden Club, and he also knows that behind the Golden Club, there is rumor that the Cao family, one of the four major royal families.

Wouldn't that mean that the guy in front of me, who is about the same age as me, is the descendant of the Cao family?

But Yang Jiutian's next sentence almost shocked him, and he heard Yang Jiutian say, "I, Yang Jiutian, are leaving, can you stop him?"

Cao Hui sneered: "Boy, you touched my people in the morning. I can't bother you, but if you dare to do something here, I promise that neither you nor your friends can be separated!"

After saying that, the burly men surrounded by Yang Jiutian and the others took out their guns and pointed the black muzzles at Yang Jiutian and the other two.

Song Huayi and Song Huaya were completely shocked, and Song Huaya was even more frightened, and grabbed the corner of Yang Jiutian's clothes tightly. It seemed that only Yang Jiutian could make her feel at ease at this time.

Although Song Huayi wanted Yang Jiutian to continue participating in the competition, Yang Jiutian had already helped him play the game, and even offended Song Huawei. He also agreed to let the Song family live, and he dared not make any further requests.

Even if he was killed now, he would admit it.

Not far away, Qiao Haiyang and the old man in Tang suit were also together.

Qiao Haiyang saw Yang Jiutian being besieged and looked surprised: "Old Tang, are those people behind the Golden Club?"

The old man in Tang suit smiled faintly: "The young man in charge is a side division of the Cao family named Cao Hui. Just a few days ago, he was just sent to be responsible for the annual championship competition of the Gold Club."

Qiao Haiyang's eyes were full of shock, but he didn't expect to meet the Cao family so soon.

But at this moment, after being shocked, there was more joy.

Because, Yang Jiutian and Cao Hui have obviously met, and with his understanding of Yang Jiutian, he will definitely not give in.

As the descendant of the Cao family, although Cao Hui is only a sub-group, he is also a royal bloodline, how can he compromise?

Since this is the case, there will be a injury between the two.

"Old Tang, I understand. No wonder you said that Yang Jiutian couldn't kill me. The Golden Club is the Cao family's property. Here, Yang Jiutian couldn't fly even if he had wings." Qiao Haiyang said with a smile.

The old man in Tang suit nodded: "I admit that he is very strong and has excellent martial arts talent, but he can only die if he fights against the royal family."

"Did you see the two old guys behind Cao Hui? They are the top experts of the Cao family, and their strength is above me. Even if Yang Jiutian is very strong, he cannot be his opponent."

Qiao Haiyang's eyes were very wonderful, and his eyes were full of expectations: "I want to see, how can you get rid of danger this time?"

At this time, a terrible murderous intent flashed in Yang Jiutian's eyes, and he stared at Cao Hui with his eyes narrowed.

"What if I don't want to participate in the competition?" Yang Jiutian asked.

"Haha, do you think you still have a choice now?" Cao Hui said with a smile.

Yang Jiutian glanced at the two old men behind Cao Hui and nodded: "Of course there is a choice!"

"You said, if I use you as hostage, no matter how many people you have, will it be useful?" Yang Jiutian asked suddenly.

After hearing Yang Jiutian's words, Cao Hui laughed without being angry: "Boy, I have to admit that you have courage..."

However, before he finished speaking, his throat was already strangled and he could no longer say a word.

"Boy, let go of Mr. Hui!"

Even the two strong men behind Cao Hui did not react. Yang Jiutian had already appeared in front of Cao Hui, grabbed Cao Hui's neck, and was shocked and furious.
Chapter completed!