Huang Debiao felt as if there were thousands of ants crawling all over his body.

"Song ...... Song Feng, what did you do to me? ”

As a martial artist, Huang Debiao not only has a physical recovery ability far beyond ordinary people.

The anti-pain ability is also quite powerful.

But this time, as soon as Huang Debiao felt it, he couldn't hold on.

This itching sensation caused him to lose control of himself at all.

Keep reaching out and scratching the skin on your body.

Song Feng pursed his lips and said, "With this ability, I dare to come over again and again to provoke." ”

"I can't even see how I acted, I deserve to be what I am now."

In just a dozen seconds, Huang Debiao was up and down, and he couldn't see a good place.

The skin was blurred by the flesh he scratched.

At noon, the streets were lined with people.

Passers-by saw this scene and stopped one after another.

"What's wrong with this person? Is it mentally ill? ”

"Why are you scratching your flesh and blood?"

"It can't be that I'm taking drugs and hallucinating, right?"

"The children of rich families are really becoming more and more unsuccessful."

"The flesh and blood of his torture are blurred in broad daylight, and the world is declining."

Huang Debiao knew that if he continued to suffer, he would definitely die.

couldn't help but open his mouth to beg Song Feng for mercy.

Song Feng sneered: "The last time I let you go, it was for Tang Xiaoyun's sake. ”

"Thinking that you can change your mind, at least you will know that it is amazing."

"But now?"

"Not only did you not see the difference in strength between you and me, but you took the initiative to provoke you."

"Tang Xiaoyun is a person, not a cargo, and no one can decide her fate."

"I Song Feng can't do it, and you Huang Debiao are even less qualified."

"Song Feng, I beg you one last time, immediately untie the means on my body!"

Huang Debiao endured the pain on his body and roared heartbreakingly: "Lao Tzu is the eldest young master of the Huang family. ”

"If I die, you will never be able to bear the anger from the Huang family!"

"Not only will you be unlucky, your grandfather, but also your relatives of the Song family will all have to give you a funeral."

"Stubborn."

Song Feng patted the non-existent ash on his body.

As for the so-called Huang family, they were not looked at by Song Feng at all.

Not long ago, Song Feng went to the magic capital to participate in an event.

The wealthy family hostile to him, I don't know how many martial arts forces there are.

The last one broke and sank into the sand, and Song Feng's vitality was greatly damaged.

A small Huang family also dared to find trouble with Song Feng.

It's like the birthday boy eating arsenic.

"How is this going on?"

Hearing the movement outside, Ye Jinquan walked out.

In the next second, Ye Jinquan saw Huang Debiao in the car, and the whole person was shocked.

There is no need to guess, it must have been Song Feng who did it.

"Mr. Song, let him go."

Ye Jinquan lowered his voice.

"I'm afraid Huang Debiao won't last long, if you kill him, your side will be very troublesome."

"Ye Jinquan, I know you! You can talk to Song Feng, hurry up and let him let me go." ”

Huang Debiao not only has a good ability to resist blows, but also has good hearing.

Even if Ye Jinquan lowered his voice, it did not escape Huang Debiao's ears.

"Mr. Song, you should give me a face and let him go."

Huang Debiao said helplessly.

"The Huang family is a big family in Kyoto, and if Huang Debiao is killed, the situation will be very troublesome."

"Mr. Ye, this is my personal grudge with him, don't interject."

Song Feng stretched out his hand to interrupt Ye Jinquan's words.

"Huang Debiao, if you want me to spare you, get out of the car and kowtow to me three times."

"Swear to God that there will be a next time, no matter how I deal with you, you will have no regrets."

"The surname is Song, don't dream!"

Wang Debiao's tone was fierce.

"Since you don't want to let me go, I'll die here."

"After I die, there will be countless people who will avenge me."

Song Feng smiled faintly and turned his head to look at Ye Jinquan.

"Mr. Ye, now that you understand it, he doesn't know what repentance is."

"I don't know what it means to be afraid, if I let him go, Huang Debiao will intensify his efforts to deal with me."

Ye Jinquan secretly slandered himself.

Huang Debiao has a long head, but not a brain.

At this time, facing a life-and-death decision, no matter what enmity he has with Song Feng, he should lower his posture first.

Let's save my life.

As time passed, Huang Debiao felt like he was dying.

It turns out that death is so terrible.

He simply couldn't face it calmly.

"Song Feng, can you make amends?"

"It's not impossible to do it another way."

Song Feng stretched out three fingers and said, "Since you don't want to kneel down and kowtow to me to make amends, take the money to make amends." ”

"You want 300 million?"

Huang Debiao asked.

"You are the eldest young master of the Huang family, and you are the treasure of the whole family, how can 300 million be enough to buy your life."

Song Feng wrote lightly: "I want three billion." ”

"Three Billion !!"

Huang Debiao's eyes widened.

"You're just blackmailing."

"Congratulations, you're right, I'm just blackmailing."

Song Feng said unhurriedly.

"You can not give it, I can not save you, see who can survive whom."

"I'll give, can't I give?"

Huang Debiao was in too much pain.

In a few minutes, it is estimated that he will be hurt to death.

At this moment, Huang Debiao finally understood what it means to stay in the green mountains, not afraid of no firewood.

Song Feng stretched out his hand and clicked on several acupoints on Huang Debiao's body, temporarily suppressing a certain degree of pain.

Only then did Huang Debiao have the strength to bring a check and write an amount of three billion to Song Feng.

Looking at the amount on the check, Song Feng made a move that almost made Huang Debiao vomit blood on the spot.

He pointed the check at the sun in the sky.

"Song Feng, you don't have to look at it, the check is not a banknote, and there are not so many people who fake it!"

"Hurry up and untie the means, I can't hold it."

Song Feng sneered: "I'm sorry, I really don't dare to compliment your character." ”

"Lao Zhang."

Zhang Weiguo walked out of the store.

"Boss, what's the matter with you?"

Song Feng smiled evilly: "There is a check for three billion yuan, you go to the bank to take it out and transfer it to the account of our clinic." ”

"When it's done, you call me and let me know."

"Okay boss, I'll go over here."

Zhang Weiguo took the check and walked to a nearby bank.

Song Feng patted Huang Debiao's face, and said in a strange manner: "Huang Debiao, if you want to blame, you have too bad reputation." ”

"If I were someone else, I could heal the disease first, and then save people."

"But you, I can't believe it."

"Wait for my staff to exchange the check for money, and I'll help you relieve the pain."

Ten minutes later, Song Feng received a call from Zhang Weiguo.

The withdrawal procedures have been completed, and the huge amount of 3 billion money has been transferred to the corporate account of the Huichun Tang Clinic.

The corners of Song Feng's mouth turned up, revealing an evil smile.

"Huang Debiao, I suddenly remembered something."

"Only you help me do this, I won't say a word, and immediately relieve your pain."