Song Wei threw the phone out with a "snap", and there was poison on her delicate face.

Why did Song Qingyu know about the double apartment!

She did it so secretively, and every time she stole it, how could she know!

Song Wei screamed, and swept all the things on the table to the ground out of control.

The loud noise drew people outside, and there was a knock on the door outside.

"Song Wei, are you okay?"

Song Wei immediately tidied up her demeanor, kicked the cigarette ash on the ground to the corner, and pulled out a smile: "It's okay, I just accidentally knocked something down." ”

"Then be careful, slightly."

"Okay."

The footsteps outside the door faded away, Song Wei's face became gloomy, and his heart burned with anger.

500 million, where did she get 500 million?

Song Qingyu can really open his mouth!

Song Wei has spent money abroad like water in recent years, and her body is no more than two million, and she has no money so she can only go to her brother Song Shi.

When Song Shi heard that she wanted 500 million, he hung up the phone directly.

Song Wei was so angry that he could only go to Song Yuan.

She drove from the dance practice room to Song's family, and saw a silver Maybach at the door, the window was ajar, and the man's fingers hanging out of the window were holding a cigarette, and his knuckles were pale and cold.

From this angle, Song Wei could only see half of the man's side face, and he felt a little familiar inexplicably.

She didn't think much about it, and walked quickly towards the gate of the Song family.

Song Yuan and a few partners came out of the building and stood at the intersection talking and laughing.

A strong wind blew in Song Wei's ears, and before she could react, the silver Maybach jumped behind her and drove straight in the direction of Song Yuan.

She was suddenly startled: "Dad! ”

Song Wei's exclamation saved Song Yuan's life.

Song Yuan turned his head and saw a car crashing towards him, he jumped back in fright, and quickly dodged, but he was still a step slow, his right hand was grazed by the body, and the huge gravity threw him to the steps.

Song Yuan fainted on the spot.

Those partners were so frightened that some people called the police in a panic.

Song Wei ran over quickly and squatted in front of Song Yuan, "Dad, how are you, Dad!" ”

The silver Maybach stopped not far away, and the man got out of the car.

He had the cigarette in his mouth that hadn't burned out.

Fu Wenzhou paced, his cold and hard features were like frost and snow, and his dark eyes were deep.

He walked to Song Yuan's side, raised his leg and kicked Song Yuan violently, kicking the person awake.

Song Wei hadn't forgotten her character outside at this time, she hung two lines of tears, crying and asking: "Who are you, why did you hit my father?" We've called the police! ”

Several partners next to him recognized Fu Wenzhou, and they were afraid to speak out.

Fu Wenzhou didn't even look at Song Wei, and pulled his lips at Song Yuan, who opened his eyes hard: "Which hand hit Song Qingyu." ”

Song Yuan dodged quickly, although he was knocked down, but except for the pain from his right hand, there was nothing wrong with other places, and when he saw that it was Fu Wenzhou who hit him, he was angry: "Fu Wenzhou!" You're a crime! It's murder! ”

Song Wei shook his head and looked up at Fu Wenzhou.

It turns out that he is Fu Wenzhou? Now the head of the Fu family?

I haven't seen him for a few years, and this man has become more and more good-looking.

has a background and good looks, no wonder Song Qingyu is reluctant to let go.

Song Wei's eyes rolled, and he thought about it.

She stood up in front of Song Yuan and stared at Fu Wenzhou: "You are not allowed to hurt my father!" ”

Fu Wenzhou narrowed his eyes: "Are you Song Wei?" ”

Song Wei looked like she was scared, but for her father to stand up bravely, her voice trembled, and she said softly: "Yes, I'm Song Wei, Fu Wenzhou, we met when we were children, you ...... Do you remember me? Did you have some misunderstanding with my dad? ”

Fu Wenzhou slowly spit out a puff of green smoke and swept towards her expressionlessly, his gaze as sharp as a knife.

Somehow, Song Wei's heart was weak by this look, and she forced herself to laugh: "Wenzhou ......"

"Wenzhou is also your name?" Fu Wenzhou's voice was cold, his eyes as deep as a cold night were dyed with a layer of yin, and without waiting for Song Wei to speak, he kicked it away, without the slightest sense of pity and cherishing jade: "Get out of the way, Lao Tzu doesn't have time to talk nonsense with you today." ”

Song Wei never thought that a man would really do something to a woman.

Her kicked abdomen hurt, and she curled up beside Song Yuan, her facial features twisted into a ball because of the pain, and she didn't dare to say a word for fear of being beaten again.

The father and daughter looked particularly pitiful.

Fu Wenzhou's voice was low and hoarse, his eyes were slightly red, and his body exuded a thick aura.

The cigarette butt was thrown on the ground and extinguished fiercely: "I'm asking you, which hand hit Song Qingyu." ”

Song Yuan gritted his teeth and sneered: "You want to avenge her?" Fu Wenzhou, if you walk sideways all day and night, you are not afraid of planting one day? Let me tell you, this capital is not surnamed Fu! ”

Fu Wenzhou sneered: "Hard mouth? ”

The deep voice contained a signal of extreme danger, like a bloodthirsty beast finding its prey, giving people great oppression.

Song Yuan suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and in the next second, he saw Fu Wenzhou leaving, and just when he was relieved, the other party opened the trunk and took out a big hammer from it.

Song Yuan's heart jumped to the ground, and he hurriedly crawled back.

Song Wei's pupils shrank in fright: "Fu Wenzhou! What do you want? ”

The partners on the side were also frightened when they saw this battle, and some people wanted to stop it, but they were stopped by others.

Fu Wenzhou is a mad dog, who dares to offend him if he starts to go crazy and denies his six relatives?

Don't want to die?

They could only pray that Song Yuanfu had a great life.

Fu Wenzhou walked over step by step, the whole person was very different from usual, his aura was extremely treacherous, exuding a bloodthirsty and heavy aura.

"Song Yuan, I remember that I warned you before, don't touch her." A low, terrifying laugh came out of his throat, making people shudder: "Why don't you listen? ”

Song Yuan's pupils were full of horror, he no longer held Mr. Song's shelf, and begged for mercy: "Fu Wenzhou, calm down, you know that this is a crime!" I advise you not to mess around, I won't pursue the incident you hit me today! ”

"Noise." Fu Wenzhou said coolly.

The hammer fell high, Song Yuan couldn't dodge at all, his arm was hit by a heavy hammer, and he screamed miserably.

However, this was not over, his other hand was not spared, the flesh of the two arms was smashed, the pain was unbearable, and he fainted again.

Song Wei was so frightened that she lost her voice, trembling all over, and didn't dare to move.

The siren sounded from far and near, Fu Wenzhou threw the hammer, took out a cigarette and lit it, smoking calmly.

The police had never seen this kind of battle, they were all stunned, and after reacting, they hurriedly called an ambulance and asked people to send Song Yuan and Song Wei to the hospital.

"Mr. Fu, I'm offended."

Fu Wenzhou was handcuffed and taken to a police car.