Wang Derui looked at Song Heng's back, and for a while a warm current emerged in his heart, and he silently strengthened his determination to kill Song Hongwei in his heart.

It was already evening when he got off work, and Song Heng told the taxi driver at least a dozen times along the way to drive slower.

made the driver think that Song Heng had a heart attack, for fear that he would die in his car.

The speed on this road is only thirty or forty yards, and the driver strictly follows the safest driving method to drive, and does not dare to slack off.

Since the system told him that he would be unlucky for three months, Song Heng has become very afraid of death, and he can't just go to the peak of his life and die unlucky, right?

Fortunately, there were no thrills and dangers along the way, and it was very smooth.

"Whew... Finally home safely. ”

Song Heng saw the familiar small dilapidated building, thinking that it would be better to rent a better house tomorrow, and today will be one night.

As soon as the words fell, a car crashed straight from the slope into the middle and rear of the taxi that Song Heng was sitting in.

"Bang!"

A bang!

Song Heng only felt that he was being slammed on his chest by a sledgehammer, he could not breathe, his eyes bulged, and the whole world was spinning!

He barely kicked open the deformed car door and staggered out, red blood dripping down his arm.

A man in black with a cigarette in his mouth walked out of the car, carrying a machete in one hand and a mobile phone in the other.

"Who are you..."

Song Heng endured the severe pain and stumbled back, but unfortunately it was very remote here, and there were almost no people at night, so he inevitably felt a little desperate in his heart.

"Hehe, you offended Young Master Song, do you think you will have a good end?"

Brother Hua pressed forward step by step with a knife, and at the same time took a picture of Song Heng staggering back.

Song Ziyang!

Song Heng felt a chill in his heart, he didn't expect that the Song family would actually play with him, wanting to kill himself!

"you!"

Song Heng grabbed a handful of sand on the ground and threw it over, then burst out with the last trace of strength and turned around and ran!

"Look for death!"

Brother Hua was blinded by the sand and chased after him angrily.

The wind was very cool at night, but Song Heng felt that his lungs were about to explode, his breathing became more and more rapid, and his steps became heavier and heavier.

"Help! Help me! Anyone! Killed! ”

Song Heng roared loudly, Brother Hua picked up a stone and threw it over, hitting Song Heng's back right on, knocking Song Heng down with a bang.

Brother Hua smiled and stepped forward quickly, the machete fell heavily, and Song Heng fell to the ground in despair, and closed his eyes with a miserable smile.

"Look for death!"

Suddenly, with a coquettish shout, a slender and vigorous figure rushed out from one side like lightning, and kicked on Brother Hua's heart, and the man of one hundred and eighty pounds was kicked three or four meters away!

"You... Who the hell are you! ”

Brother Hua got up from the ground with difficulty, and saw that it was actually a long-legged beauty who kicked him away, with a black and shiny ponytail, and a tight and slender figure.

"Police!"

Yan Jiaohu shouted angrily, rushing forward to arrest someone!

As soon as Brother Hua heard that it was a policeman, he immediately stopped pestering, turned around and ran.

"Bastard!"

Yan Jiaohu wanted to chase down, but she was afraid that something would happen to Song Heng, who fell to the ground, so she could only come back to save people.

"Hey, hey, you're alright! Feed! ”

Yan Jiaohu anxiously picked up Song Heng's upper body and let him lean on his lap, so that his breathing could be smoother.

Song Heng said with difficulty: "My name is Song Heng... Police officer... Yours is too big... I can't see your face clearly..."

After speaking, Song Heng simply tilted his head neatly and fainted.

Yan Jiaohu was left alone, her pretty face was flushed, her beautiful eyes were full of shame, and she clenched her silver teeth: "Damn pervert... I shouldn't have saved you! ”

…

On the other side, Song Ziyang was lying in the ward, his condition made him torture, as if there were countless steel needles piercing his body every day.

"Damn... It's all your fault Song Heng, isn't the bone marrow of you, a scumbag, just used for me! Yes! ”

Song Ziyang's forehead was bruised, and he hated Song Heng to the extreme.

"But it's okay, soon you'll be a cripple worse than me, hahaha, cripple!"

Song Ziyang laughed, thinking that Song Heng's two hands were cut off and his two eyes were gouged out, he felt a kind of perverted pleasure in his heart, and this pleasure even made him forget his illness for a while!

"Jingle bell!"

Song Ziyang turned around suddenly, grabbed the phone, and said excitedly with a flushed face: "Where is Song Heng now?" ”

"Young Master Song, things haven't been done well, it's a good thing to kill a word halfway, it's better to keep a low profile these days, so as not to be targeted by the word!"

Brother Hua's panting voice came from the phone.

Song Ziyang's smile froze on his face, and the news pulled him out of his twisted excitement like a thunderbolt from the sky.

"You shit! What did you say?! ”

"Song Heng was rescued by the words, what can I do? Are you going to tell me to chop a strip of words? ”

Brother Hua was unhappy.

"You took my money, and now you are saying these things to me? Are you looking for death? ”

Song Ziyang was completely so angry that he lost his mind, and roared angrily and smashed his mobile phone, he saw something smashed in the ward, and vented his anger.

The nurses in the duty room were alarmed and rushed to check the situation, and the scene became a mess.

…

Song Heng on the other side woke up on a soft bed in a daze, and there was a trace of refreshing fragrance in the air.

"Hmm... Where am I..."

Song Heng had a splitting headache, and it took him a long time to recover.

He barely sat up, and found that the room was warmly furnished, the dolls were arranged in a proper manner, the furniture was simple and warm, and there was a pot of pothos growing well by the window.

"The girl's room... Last night..."

The memories of last night suddenly flooded into his mind, it turned out that a beautiful police officer saved him, looking at the tight bandages on his hands, Song Heng's heart warmed.

He stood up and walked slowly to the balcony, where he felt better in the warm sunlight.

"Song Ziyang..."

Recalling the thrilling scene last night, Song Heng still couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, the Song family was too ruthless, could it be that he had already found a bone marrow partner, and he was angry and wanted to kill himself?

Thinking of this, Song Heng felt that he was still too kind to the Song family before, and it turned out that the contradiction had already reached the point of life and death.

"Hehe, if Song Heng in the past might have really been quietly killed, now..."

Song Heng's eyes were firm, since God had given him a system of opening and hanging, he would naturally not let go of these people who wanted to harm him.

"Huh?"

Song Heng looked down and saw that a pink neene was blown to the ground by the wind, his old face was red, he looked left and right, and decided to help the beautiful police officer pick it up.

He bent down laboriously to pick it up, and was just about to put it back on the hanger, when the door of the room was opened, and Yan Jiaohu, who had just returned from morning exercise in sportswear, happened to see this scene.

The pink Nene was grabbed by Song Heng in her hand, Yan Jiaohu only felt extremely ashamed and angry, she gritted her teeth and said word by word: "You! At! Dry! Hawkers! ”

Song Heng's body suddenly stiffened, and his throat was dry: "It's over, the misunderstanding is big..."