Immediately after that, several dazzling lookout lights penetrated into the entire room from the glass, constantly scanning the room, and the bright circle of light swept on the faces of Jiang Futing and the people behind him from time to time, and finally focused on Song Minghui and An An.

The sound of the police could be heard outside.

"The hostages are small children. There are three adults facing each other! ”

At this time, the elevator in the corner "ding" again, and the bodyguard who had not left long ago was dragging a box out of the elevator little by little.

Jiang Futing's pupils couldn't help but shrink, is this Song Cheng? Already dead?

He suddenly felt an indescribable dullness, as if the box was pressing on him.

After all, he and Song Cheng have been classmates for three years, and they could show off their martial arts everywhere before, and the arrogant people just lay quietly in the box.

When Song Minghui saw the bodyguard dragging the box out, the eyes that were still fierce before gradually collapsed, and he looked at the heavy box with pain.

"Let's go." After the bodyguard walked to Song Minghui's side, Song Minghui put away the temporary sadness just now, looked like a fish was dead and the net was broken, and the hand holding the knife was a little harder, and from time to time it scraped An An, and the knife had already been dyed with a light layer of red.

"An An!" Li Ningru screamed in fright, and when she saw the situation, she was about to lean towards Song Minghui.

"Don't come here! If you come here, I'll cut it right away! Song Minghui was startled by Li Ningru's sudden movements, and pressed down the knife for a few points.

Although An An has been silent, but the little face began to become more and more pale, he has never rested well after the operation, he has been forced to bump everywhere, his body has not recovered at all, and at this moment, under such stimulation, his breathing is a little weak.

"I don't move, I don't move! Don't hurt him. Li Ningru cried out in a heart-rending cry, "Is it okay for you to let him go, An An is not in good health, if he continues like this, he will really die!" ”

Song Minghui was still indifferent to Li Ningru's pleading, grabbing An An and retreating out of the door.

Just as the door was about to be opened, Jiang Futing's side sounded Bai Tang's clear voice: "Don't you want to save your son?"

These words echoed in this empty room like a life-saving talisman, and Song Minghui's tense body really eased, returned to some reason, and looked at him.

But in the next second, his reason was quickly devoured by ferocity: "Baishi, are you joking with me?" You didn't save my son when he was alive, and now my son is dead, and you tell me to save my son? ”

"He's not dead." Bai Tang walked over unhurriedly and said calmly.

"Bai Shi, do you think I am a three-year-old? I saw Ah Cheng die with my own eyes last night! Can't I even tell the difference between the living and the dead? ”

"Then in other words, do you want him to come back alive?"

This sentence exploded in Song Minghui's mind, and something shook in his heart, his eyes turned fierce, he muttered, and then raised his head and shouted: "Are you kidding me, my son has been dead for so long, and he has been in the coffin again."

How long, you tell me I can live? ”

Bai Tang was helpless, "Yes." If you don't believe it, put the coffin here, I'll try it, anyway, for Mr. Song, who is already dead, I can try it no matter what. ”

Jiang Futing glanced at Bai Tang with some concern.

Bai Tang raised his eyebrows at him pleasantly, looking like he knew what he wanted.

"Good! Then you try, don't think about wasting my time on purpose! ”

"Don't worry, I'm not going to smash my own signboard for the sake of face." Bai Tang said indifferently.

As he walked calmly, the ruthlessness on Song Minghui's face was replaced little by little by his thoughts and concerns about Song Cheng.

Bai Tang waved his hand easily, and the lid that looked solid was easily lifted off by him, and the moment the lid was opened, Jiang Futing felt a strong and domineering black gas, which kept pouring out of the coffin, almost penetrating the entire empty room.

"Tsk." Bai Tang looked at it indifferently, and couldn't help but feel some sympathy for Song Cheng who was lying inside.

The others didn't understand what he meant by this reaction, only Jiang Futing knew that he originally thought that the black silk he had seen on Jiang Chao's body was enough to make people's scalps tingle, but the black qi that came out of Song Cheng's body was really shocking.

Dozens of rich black qi in it are mixed together, constantly invading Song Cheng's soul, although these black qi itself has no malicious intent, but after being entangled for a long time, it will automatically take away the essence in the human body, not to mention that these black qi itself is full of hatred towards him.

Bai Tang raised his eyes and said to Song Minghui, who was full of last glimmers of hope for him at this moment: "I'll say okay first, it's okay to save it, but it hurts the root, I'm afraid it's ...... to save it."

Facing Song Minghui's strong expectation, he couldn't help swallowing the words he didn't finish

Jiang Futing looked at Bai Tang with some doubts, wondering what he hadn't finished talking about later.

"It's okay, as long as I can bring him back to life!" Song Minghui showed such urgency for the first time, put down his body and said.

Bai Tang glanced at him, "Let's talk about it first, one life for another, you let your son wake up, and you let go of the child in your hand." ”

Song Minghui did not hesitate, and immediately responded without thinking: "Okay." It's good to be able to save it! ”

After getting his promise, and it seemed to be genuine, Bai Tang put his mind at ease, turned his head and looked at the person in the coffin seriously.

Then he pulled out the yellow talisman in the cloth bag, threw it into the air, and then shouted, and several rune papers seemed to really understand his order, and obediently separated and landed on Song Cheng's limbs and head.

His hands quickly knotted his handprints, and his mouth kept murmuring.

Jiang Futing watched as the more powerful ghost qi on his body surged out, surging towards Huang Fu one by one.

The rune paper seemed to have been strongly stimulated, moving without wind, and as the gas gushing out of Bai Tang's body became more and more intense, the surging near the talisman became more intense.

The remaining ghost qi was extremely domineering and directly devoured the ghost qi scattered on Song Cheng's body, regardless of the ghost qi attached to Song Cheng's body

No matter how noisy it is, the ghost qi emitted from Bai Tang's body can be swallowed up.

It didn't take long for the black qi on Song Cheng's body to be annihilated at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it completely disappeared. TVmobile/

Bai Tang pretended to be tired and slowly opened his eyes, and then said weakly: "Okay." ”

Song Minghui looked up suspiciously, but Song Cheng still closed his eyes peacefully, and his peaceful face did not have the swagger and arrogance in the school in the past.

"Bai Shi, are you kidding me?" Song Minghui looked at the person who was still motionless in the coffin, and felt like he had been fooled, and laughed angrily.

Bai Tang looked at him loosely, made a tired gesture, and said slowly: "Mr. Song, don't worry, it takes time for people to wake up." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the lying man opened his eyes in a daze.

Jiang Futing looked at the person who was gradually sitting up from the coffin, and felt that Song Cheng seemed to be different, and there was an indescribable sense of indescribable indifference in the other party's eyes, and there was a trace of agility missing.

He looked at Bai Tang, who happened to be turning back in front of him, and the other party happened to look at him calmly.

Song Minghui couldn't suppress the joy in his heart the moment he saw Song Cheng wake up and ran over.

"Smack!" With the crisp sound of metal hitting the concrete floor, the knife had already fallen to the ground.

Jiang Futing hurriedly strode over, quickly kicked the knife to the side, and then hugged An An, who was already too weak to do anything, and glanced at Li Ningru, who was standing on the side and hadn't had time to come back to his senses: "Hurry up and get out!" ”

Li Ningru ran over in surprise, quickly took over An An, and rushed out of the gate.

The policemen outside hurriedly responded at the moment when Li Ningru rushed out, and without the hostages, these policemen no longer had any worries, and rushed in from the outside in twos and threes to firmly wrap the remaining few people inside.

At the same time, the flashes of many cameras were flickering from the outside.

"Put down your weapons! Squat down and hold your head! A policeman quickly rushed to the front, holding a gun and vigilantly facing Song Minghui and the bodyguards surrounding the coffin.

Song Minghui seemed to not see everything on the side, all his attention was on the person sitting in the coffin with a wooden face, he held Song Cheng's face with a little trembling hands, and his capable eyes suddenly aged a lot: "Ah Cheng! Ah Cheng! You're finally awake! ”

Song Cheng looked at them stupidly, frowned puzzled, looked at everyone around him with a nervous expression, and shrank down timidly: "Where is this?" ”

"This is a villa that Dad bought, have you forgotten?" Song Minghui asked, his eyes full of uncontrollable concern: "How are you doing, are you feeling unwell?" ”

Song Cheng was stunned for a long time, tilted his head and thought hard, raised his head and asked him innocently, "What is Dad?" What is a villa? ”

Song Minghui didn't expect him to ask like this suddenly, the look on his face that was still happy just now suddenly froze, and then he continued to smile and say kindly: "Ah Cheng, have you slept for too long, joking with your father!" Dad will take you home in a while, okay? ”

Song Cheng was still open

Eyes looked at him in confusion.

Jiang Futing slowly walked to Bai Tang's side with his steps, he noticed that something was wrong when Song Cheng first woke up, and his dark eyes looked at Bai Tang with inquiry.

Song Minghui looked at him with a red neck and the same excitement: "What's going on, what did you do to my son?" ”

Bai Tang sighed and slowly spoke: "Mr. Song, I told you before, your son has been impregnated by ghost qi for a long time, and he has already hurt the root, and one of the three souls and seven spirits has been damaged by ghost qi, and forcibly rescuing him will only cause irreversible damage. ”

"No!" Song Minghui muttered in disbelief, Bai Tang's every word was like a hammer hitting his chest, he staggered back a few steps, and looked at the person sitting in the coffin in amazement: "No!"

The faces, which were originally full of hope, were completely grayed, and there was no trace of brilliance in their eyes.

Song Cheng was still with a simple and bright smile on his face at the moment, and he was coquettish like a child at Song Minghui: "Do you have anything to eat, I'm so hungry!" ”

(End of chapter)