"What did you say?" Song Changqing's eyes were indescribably cold, and his body was filled with fierce momentum.

"You hired thugs to beat me, aren't you going to pay a price?" Ling Yu leaned back on the sofa, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his posture was extremely leisurely.

Song Changqing frowned, he was actually despised by a civilian in a second-tier city, and suddenly burst out laughing, but there was a thick disdain in the laughter, "What do you want, do you want to kill me?"

Ling Yu said lightly, "Your father is kind to me, I won't kill his son." ”

"Then what do you want?" Song Changqing looked at him indifferently with a smile.

"Of course, it's the other way, and I'll give him back, and I'll find a few gangsters to beat you up. Ling Yu yawned, as if he was doing something extremely boring.

"Hey, Second Uncle is my elder, how can you be so rude?" Song Moxin squeezed her eyebrows, suggesting that Ling Yu should not ask for hardship, not worried about her second uncle.

Just kidding, who is her second uncle, the famous Second Master Song in the imperial capital, the right-hand man under his father, and the role of the black and white bigwigs who have to bow down when they see it!

Ling Yu has no background in Lanhai City, except for the nominal identity of her Song Moxin's husband, who is alone, touching her second uncle's moldy head, what is the difference between looking for death?

However, Ling Yu disagreed, and said indifferently: "If you talk more, I will fight you together." ”

Song Moxin was taken aback, her beautiful eyes widened, her chest rose and fell with anger, and she grinded her teeth, "You still want to beat your wife?

After the words fell, she ran out of the villa like a little girl who was robbed of candy.

"What the bunch of garbage didn't do last night, I'll finish today. ”

At this moment, a cold and hoarse voice sounded.

From beginning to end, the Blood Knife stood behind Song Changqing, his eyes closed, and his sense of presence was extremely low.

Now, his eyes suddenly opened, and a flash of blood flashed in an instant, and at the same time, a strong bloody aura rippled out.

At this moment, the aura of the blood knife was terrifying and terrifying, completely different from before, a pair of scarlet eyes were like blood irrigation!

Song Changqing smiled slightly, no longer paid attention to Ling Yu, and actually walked towards the outside of the villa, leaving only a confident and calm sentence: "Don't kill him, just teach him a lesson." ”

"Yes. ”

The Blood Knife looked indifferent and expressionless, like a machine born to kill.

In the huge villa, only he and Ling Yu were left.

"You don't pull out the knife?" Ling Yu raised his eyelids slightly and asked.

The Blood Knife shook his head and said calmly: "To deal with you, you don't need to draw the knife." ”

"So confident?" Ling Yu's face was calm.

"This is faith, the belief of the strong!" Every word of the Blood Knife was extremely cold, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a few points.

"It's okay, it doesn't make much difference whether you pull out the knife or not. ”

Ling Yu leaned comfortably on the sofa, his legs erected, and even leisurely picked up the pastries on the coffee table.

"Look for death!" Blood Knife's eyes seemed to have blood blooming, and he shot in an instant.

After Song Changqing came out, Song Moxin immediately ran over, with a worried face, and asked, "Second uncle, nothing will happen, right?"

Song Changqing smiled lightly: "It's okay, I've confessed, I won't die." ”

"So serious?" Song Moxin was taken aback and wanted to rush in.

Rumble!

At this moment, with a bang, a figure flew out upside down, and the door of the villa was smashed to pieces!

The two looked at each other, and this person turned out to be a blood knife!

Song Changfeng's pupils constricted, and he asked in shock, "What's going on?"

A second ago, he swore that he thought everything was under control.

The blood knife wiped away the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and jumped up, "Second master, the opponent is not as weak as I imagined, I won't underestimate the enemy!"

As the words fell, he removed the white cloth wrapped around the knife, revealing the scarlet blade.

On the blade, the cold light flowed, and Song Moxin could feel a sharp meaning that made the scalp tingle even through the air.

"I'm back!" the Blood Knife shouted, and rushed to the villa with his saber in hand.

Song Changqing frowned, "Niece, where did you find this fake husband?"

Song Moxin scratched the back of her head, also very surprised, "Just look for it...... Who, who said this is a fake husband, this is a real husband!"

Song Changqing: "......"

Rumble!

Suddenly, the blood knife flew out upside down again, fell to the ground, and rolled dozens of times in a row.

Immediately after, a cold light shot out again, directly inserted into the side of the blood knife, it was his knife!

Song Moxin and Song Changqing glanced at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes.

Especially Song Changqing, he couldn't keep calm anymore, this thing happened too weirdly, "What the hell is going on!"

You must know that the blood knife is not an ordinary person, don't say that ordinary people, even if it is a martial artist, they don't know how many people die under his knife!

"Second master, the opponent is stronger than imagined, I want to go all out!"

Song Changqing: "......"

This time, the blood knife had no reservations, and a powerful momentum exploded, and all the hair danced wildly.

At the same time, a layer of blood light rose above the blade, and the sharp aura almost cut through the air.

Under the shocked gaze of the two, he slashed at random, and in an instant, the knife qi was vertical and horizontal, the earth and stones were splashed, and a shocking crack appeared on the ground.

Song Changqing hurriedly pulled Song Moxin away and said solemnly: "The next battle may affect you and me, please pay attention to safety!"

Song Moxin didn't know how to feel it, her eyes looked at the villa, and she couldn't help but feel anxious, how to say that this trouble was also brought by her.

"Take me a knife!"

The blood knife's legs bent, its strength was concentrated at one point, and the ground under its feet exploded, directly turning into a sky-high lightning bolt and bursting into the villa.

Immediately after, Song Moxin and the others heard a deafening explosion.

After that, everything went quiet.

Song Changqing's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the blood knife finally didn't fly out again, "It seems that he won." Mistakes, mistakes, I thought that a few gangsters could deal with the general characters, but they still have some ability, but they can be used by my Song family, and I don't think the eldest brother will ......"

"Second uncle!" Song Moxin pulled his sleeve violently and stared at the front.

"Don't make trouble, the second uncle suddenly has a heart of love and talent, and is preparing to ...... your fake husband"

Song Changqing seemed to have been choked by the neck, his voice stopped abruptly, his face was pale, and he looked at the scene in front of him in amazement.

Ling Yu put one hand in his pocket and carried a bloody knife like a dead dog in the other, and slowly walked out.

At this time, the blood knife was covered in blood, and there seemed to be a remnant of the horror of the previous second in his gloomy eyes, and he was sluggish.

In his hand was a long, tattered knife that had been twisted and deformed, trembling incessantly.

Bang!

Ling Yu casually threw down the bloody knife and took out the phone casually, "Hey, fat man, find a few gangsters to come over......"

Song Moxin: "......"

Song Changqing: "......"