Chapter 289: Backtracking

What?"

As soon as Wang Weihong's words fell, the people around him were in a commotion, and their eyes were full of resistance.

No one thought that Wang Weihong's condition was to let them exchange Song Zun's life for their own lives.

"How about it? This is a very good deal, as long as you cut him down, you can go home and see your wife and children, do you want to be separated from them like this?"

Wang Weihong saw the hesitation in everyone's eyes, glanced at them and asked loudly.

Wives and children, children, and the care of people in this life, even if a person is standing at the pinnacle of state, the most inseparable, these are the things, Wang Weihong is taking them as a transaction at the moment, and the viciousness of his heart can be seen one day.

"Wang Weihong, the old man underestimated your viciousness. ”

Song Zun was half-kneeling on the ground, a steel knife supported his body, even though the blood on his legs was dripping, this former veteran did not lose the demeanor of the hegemon, there was no fear on an old face, his eyes were full of murderous intent, although he was hopeless, but he still did not give up.

"Really?" Wang Weihong sneered, then his voice increased several times, and shouted loudly, "Do you cut or not, if he doesn't die, then it will be you people who die, do you want your family to collect your corpses for you?"

"No, we won't cut it, Song Lao is our benefactor, and we die without regrets......"

A man rushed out, shouting with a hideous face.

"Yes, that's right, we won't do it, even if your Wang family kills me, I won't attack Song Lao. ”

Another man puffed out his chest and rushed out, shouting.

"And my ......"

Immediately, a row of more than a dozen men stood in front of Wang Weihong, their faces covered with blood, and they were all square, so they didn't back down.

"I didn't expect that Song Zun actually has such a Deadpool, not bad, not bad......"

A cold color flashed in Wang Weihong's eyes, his fingers slid down slightly, and there were bursts of sound behind him.

"Bang ......"

In an instant, the white light flashed like guns in this silent night, and the row of big men who were originally standing in place all burst out one after another, spurting blood, life and death unknown.

"Now, is it your turn, give in, or die?"

Wang Weihong didn't even look at the big men, but looked at the trembling crowd and asked again.

"We ...... We ......"

A middle-aged man's eyes were dazed, and after looking at the left and right sides in a trance, he said tremblingly, "I choose to give in......"

"Boss...... You ......"

The little brother behind the middle-aged man immediately looked incredulous, pointed at the man and said loudly.

"Poof......

A cold light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and the long knife in his hand was swung out, and the little brother was slashed to the ground with a knife, then stood up and said, "I can't help it, my family, they are still waiting for me to go back, my son is just two years old, next year, he will go to kindergarten, I can't watch him without a father......"

In an instant, everyone bowed their heads, no one hated him, and no one hated him.

Indeed, in the face of life and death, these Deadpools can naturally die, but their marriage cannot die, before that, they were alone in their lives, life and death by the sky, without any concern, but now, they are old and young, and the most terrible thing in this world is not death, but concern.

"Old Song, I'm sorry, I can't watch my son without a father......"

The middle-aged man walked up to Song Zun, he swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva fiercely, and this was the only way to make up his mind and speak.

"It's okay......"

Song Zun was expressionless and nodded at him.

In the final analysis, he doesn't hate these people, they have done enough for the Song family, and at this moment they give up themselves for their wives and children to protect the small family, which is human nature.

"Poof......

The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched fiercely, and then the steel knife in his hand flashed, and then slashed at Song Zun's chest.

In an instant, a thirty-centimeter-long wound on Song Zun's chest appeared, and red blood flowed down his wound.

"Hmmm......"

Song Zun's bent knees lowered a few points again, and he tried his best to suppress the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow at his wound, and he couldn't stop trembling.

"Okay, you can go and go home with your wife and children. ”

Wang Weihong nodded with great satisfaction and said.

"Thank you, Young Master Wang......"

The man clenched his hands into fists, then threw down his long knife and walked away.

"Next, who wants to go, hurry up, time is limited, if the time passes, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless. ”

Wang Weihong looked at the people below again and shouted loudly.

"Old Song, I'm sorry......"

Seeing the middle-aged man turn the danger into a disaster, everyone was moved with compassion, and soon, several big men stood up, walked in front of Song Zun, and said in a low voice, "Old Song, I'm sorry......"

"It's okay, come on......"

Song Zun knew that he would definitely die today, so he immediately closed his eyes, held his breath, and took these knives with his tough attitude.

"Poof......

"Poof......

A few people started cleanly, and left after chopping, leaving Song Zun's scarred body, the blood had already dyed the floor around him red, and only a few strips of cloth were left on his clothes, and the skin was open, just looking at it, it was all unbearable.

"Hehehe......" Song Zun suddenly laughed, his voice was desolate and full of helplessness, "I didn't expect that the old man couldn't let the foreign cubs kill him on the front line, but he died in the hands of his own people, Qiang'er, on the Huangquan Road, you and I are companions, but I am not lonely......"

The voice went from high to low, and by the end, blood had begun to flow from Song Zun's mouth, and his consciousness began to blur, obviously because of excessive blood ischemia, and he was not far from death.

"Okay, these people, kill them all, Song Zun's last breath is left to me. ”

The corners of Wang Weihong's mouth hooked up a sneer, and he pointed to the rest of the people and said.

"Yes, young master......"

When several warriors heard this, they immediately raised their heads, their eyes showed a fierce light, and they surrounded everyone in a posture of encirclement.

Right now, everyone looked at this group of warriors with a frightened look, it was not people walking towards them, but a group of demons, demons who kill people without blinking, many people are a little regretful, why didn't they take the lead just now, otherwise, they wouldn't have to die at this moment.

"Pull the ones outside in and let them die together. ”

Wang Weihong suddenly seemed to remember something, and shouted out the door.

"Puff ......"

Several black shadows fell from the sky and fell to the ground fiercely, and everyone looked at it, and in an instant, a wave of despair surged into their hearts.

It wasn't anything on the ground, but people, the people who had slashed Song Zun just now, all of them were here, their faces covered in blood, and their lives and deaths were unknown.

"Wang Shao, there are a lot, all here......"

A warrior said excitedly.

"Didn't you say that you were going to let them go? Why do you want to go back on your word?"

When even someone shouted, there was desperation in their voices.

"Let them go?" Wang Weihong sneered and said, "When you become the enemy of my Wang family, you should have such an awareness, there is only one way to die, and letting you cut and kill Song Zun is just a small show, now, after using it, you are just a bunch of garbage, a bunch of lambs to be slaughtered, and you dare to make conditions with me, all die here, hahaha......"