Looking at Shen Shaoyang with a mistaken expression, Song Yan smiled and said, "I mean, to deal with your waste, I have more than enough for myself. Where can I use it, please help me?"

Hearing the words, Shen Shaoyang's cheeks were black, and he grinned fiercely, "Boy, you dare boast when you die, don't you really think you dare not kill your son?"

"You can't kill it!" Song Inkstone shook his head lightly and leisurely.

Seeing the situation, Shen Shaoyang could not help being happy: "It seems that you have really lost your mind, you know what you do, and what we do for it?"

Without waiting for Song...