If you can live, who wants to die.

Hearing Li Futu's words, Song Qing was stunned for a moment, and then nodded vigorously, staring at him as if she had seen a life-saving straw, and the light of hope reappeared in her eyes.

Li Futu bent down lightly and took out a ten-centimeter-long fruit knife from the fruit bowl under the coffee table.

"Kill him, and I'll let you go." ”

Seeing the fruit knife handed in front of him, Song Qing froze in place.

This man actually allowed himself to kill someone?!

Killing people is not killing chickens, and not everyone has the courage to do it.

Li Futu was not in a hurry, and waited quietly for this girl's choice.

There is a foreign movie called Chainsaw Horror, which uses a series to talk about how much human courage and human viciousness will swell when the threat of death comes. Song Qing's current situation is similar to that in the movie, will she kill Wang Yang in order to survive?

In this regard, Li Futu also has some expectations.

"Li, Li Shao, my grandfather has clarified the scandal according to your request, how can you go back on your word?"

The white fruit knife obviously stabbed Wang Yang's eyes, causing a tremor in his tone to be uncontrollable.

As the top black third generation in Donghai City and even the entire south, Wang Yang had never felt that death would be so close to him.

"Wang Shao, I never said that I would let you go, and I am not a gentleman, and I don't have the heart to smile and hate. ”

Li Futu glanced at him lightly, then looked at Song Qing, "Have you thought about it?"

Seeing that Li Futu had made up his mind to let Song Qing kill him, Wang Yang finally stopped swallowing his grievances and begging for mercy, and instantly revealed his true face.

"Don't listen to him, he's just trying to take advantage of you, even if you really do it, he won't let you go at all!"

Wang Yang, who was in a desperate situation, suddenly roared at Song Qing, his face was extremely hideous, and his violent tone made Song Qing's delicate body tremble slightly,

Li Futu smiled slightly and looked at Song Qing: "You don't seem to have any other choice than believe me, right?"

Song Qing's eyes struggled violently, she bit her lip and hesitated for a long time, and finally reached out tremblingly and took the fruit knife in Li Futu's hand.

Li Futu was not surprised, and said lightly: "One life for another, kill him, you can survive." ”

"You dare?!"

Wang Yang's eyes were cracking, as if a dying trapped beast was pretending to open its teeth and claws.

Song Qing gritted her teeth, and when Wang Yang didn't react at all, she suddenly turned around and stabbed him in the chest with a knife.

One, two, three......

I don't know if it was out of fear or being forced into madness, Song Qing's speed of the knife became faster and faster.

Wang Yang's eyes widened and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word, only scarlet blood gushed out.

With the piercing of the knife, blood and water continued to splash out, and the living room was sprayed everywhere, and the scene was shocking.

I don't know how many knives she stabbed, Song Qing finally stopped, her eyes were dull, and her hair, bath towel, and body were stained with blood everywhere.

And Wang Yang, who was added by the canary knife he raised, had his eyes wide open at the moment, but he was so distracted that he couldn't die anymore.

Is this considered to be a kind of peony flower that is dead and ghostly?

Li Futu sneered in his heart, then looked at Song Qing, who was lost and depressed, and said without changing his face: "Congratulations, you survived." ”

Song Qing's dull eyes moved, and after finally coming back to her senses, and after realizing what she had done, she let go of the knife like a hot hand, and took a step back with a pale face.

Wang Yang's corpse lost its support and fell to the ground, and a generation of young people died unexpectedly.

Li Futu didn't take a second look, and reminded Song Qing softly: "If I were you, now I wouldn't be in a daze, but go and rinse up, and now I should think about how to deal with the aftermath." ”

Song Qing was now covered in blood, like a delicate and incomparable red rose.

"Y-You're really going to let me go?"

Staring at those worried eyes, Li Futu smiled faintly: "I may not have any merits, but I don't like to deceive women." ”

Looking at Li Futu in a daze, Song Qing turned around stiffly, and slowly walked towards the bedroom like a walking corpse, her mind was in chaos, everything that happened today was tantamount to a nightmare for her.

There were three corpses lying in the living room at the moment, and blood was spilling all over the floor, making the whole scene look like hell on earth. But Li Futu ignored it, sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette, listened to the sound of the gurgling water in the bedroom, and began to meditate silently.

Although Wang Yang is dead, the matter has not been resolved, on the contrary, because of Wang Yang's death, Wang Dengfeng will definitely fall into madness, and then he will have to prevent Wang Dengfeng's desperate retaliation.

It's a bit reckless.

Li Futu took a puff of cigarette and glanced at Wang Yang on the ground.

Dragons have reverse scales, and if they touch it, they will die. From the moment Wang Yang sent someone to kidnap Su Yuan, this first-line son on the East China Sea Road was on Li Futu's must-kill list, but Wang Yang's death was somewhat inappropriate at the right time.

But Li Futu doesn't have any regrets, he will be killed sooner or later anyway, and if he dies, he will die.

Song Qing took a bath very quickly, and walked out of the bedroom again in the time of a cigarette, the blood-stained bath towel was discarded, and replaced with a white bell-sleeved top and high-waisted denim shorts, the current Song Qing is completely in line with the pure taste of the student, who would have imagined that such a girl would stab the man who supported her to death not long ago?

Never underestimate a woman.

Li Futu extinguished the cigarette butt and stood up, "What are you going to do next?"

"I—I don't know. ”

There was still a trace of fear in Song Qing's eyes that could not be concealed, and her tone was dazed and helpless.

Even if this man is willing to let himself go, but he has killed someone, he has become a murderer, where can he run to the world?

Although the law is nothing more than a joke in the eyes of some people, for ordinary people, the law still has a sacred and insurmountable majesty.

"You can't stay in the East China Sea, and it's even better to leave the Dragon Kingdom. ”

Li Futu is still a little moral, and he didn't leave Song Qing alone.

"I'll give you a choice, you now hurry up and inform your family, book the earliest flight to country M, there, I will arrange someone to pick you up, I don't dare to guarantee that you will be rich, but at least you can eat and wear for the rest of your life. ”

Although she never thought that she would leave her hometown one day, Song Qing also knew that there was no other choice now.

"So, what about you?"

She bit her lip and looked at Li Futu. At this moment, an unspeakable thought began to sprout in her heart, if this man could go with her, maybe she and he would have a chance to be together, if that was the case, then what happened today did not seem so unacceptable.

Li Futu naturally couldn't guess Song Qing's inner thoughts, and shook his head with a smile, "Maybe one day I will leave again, but definitely not now." ”

The light in the depths of Song Qing's eyes gradually dimmed.

At this time, the mobile phone belonging to Wang Yang on the sofa suddenly rang, Li Futu squinted, walked over and picked up the mobile phone, connected it, and said softly: "Wang Lao." ”

Wang Dengfeng breathed heavily, obviously suppressing his anger: "I have already fulfilled your request, what about my grandson?"

Li Futu glanced at Wang Yang on the ground, and said calmly: "Wang Shao, I'm sorry, he is already dead, he was stabbed to death by a random knife, and he died a miserable death." ”

The other party's breath froze for a moment, and then a roar full of tyranny sounded.

"Little bastard, I won't kill you, I won't be a man!"

In the Wang family's villa, some of Wang Dengfeng's henchmen looked at Wang Dengfeng, whose face was extremely hideous, and they were all silent.

They are distinctly aware of one thing.

The young master is dead, and the boss is crazy.