Song Qingyu leaned forward by inertia, her heart was overloaded for a moment, she covered her chest with her bare hands and coughed one after another, and her face gradually turned pale.

Song Chang was taken aback, and his first reaction was to look at Song Qingyu in the back seat, "Miss, are you okay?" ”

Song Qingyu coughed up blood, she didn't let Song Chang see it, and squeezed out her voice with difficulty: "Uncle Chang, get out of the car and take a look." ”

Song Chang turned his face worriedly, and hurriedly got out of the car to check what he had hit, and when his foot just touched the ground, the man who was knocked down in front of him slowly got up, his clothes were ragged, and his long hair covered his eyes.

Song Chang didn't see his face clearly, thinking that he was a beggar, and just wanted to speak, but saw him walking straight towards the back window.

He immediately frowned, intending to step forward to stop her, but when he saw the sharp weapon in the man's hand, the whole person froze in place.

Song Chang finally recognized who this person was, and said sharply: "Song Chen, what do you want to do!" ”

The tip of Song Chen's knife was against Song Qingyu's neck, and the skin under the blade was white and soft, and there were blood marks on it.

He smelled of foul odor, as if he had just come out of a garbage heap.

"Song Qingyu! A month, a whole month! Do you know what kind of life I had in the Jiang family's dungeon?! Song Chen's eyes were red, his teeth were cracking, and his voice was extremely hoarse, like a dying old man, which was very different from his original voice.

Song Qingyu was still coughing, again and again, endlessly. She wanted to take the medicine from her bag, but as soon as she lowered her head, the tip of the knife pierced into her skin, and a drop of blood slipped down the sharp blade and landed on the back of Song Chen's hand.

Song Qingyu didn't move anymore.

Song Chen's mental state was very wrong, but he hadn't completely lost his mind, knowing that this was on the street, although it was remote here, someone would pass by soon, he got into the car against Song Qingyu's neck, and said in a low voice: "Let Song Chang roll." ”

Song Qingyu raised her eyes and glanced at Song Chen, her eyes were cold.

He said lightly: "Uncle Chang, you go back first." ”

Song Chang's anxious sweat came out: "Song Chen, don't be impulsive, what is coming at me, let the young lady go!" ”

The corners of Song Chen's mouth hooked up a touch of arc, and he looked very penetrating: "Song Chang, if you don't want Song Qingyu to be stabbed to death by me now, hurry up and get out of me." Oh, by the way, go and tell Fu Wenzhou that his most precious woman is in my hands, and if you want to save people, you have to prepare 500 million to wait for my news! ”

As he spoke, the tip of the knife pressed harder, and blood beads continued to flow down from the tip of the knife, and Song Qingyu frowned in pain.

Song Chang was afraid that he would really kill him, so he hurriedly retreated: "Don't hurt Miss, Song Chen, she is your sister!" ”

"Sister?" Song Chen laughed: "Does the Song family have family affection?" Don't be funny. Walk back until you reach the intersection. ”

Song Chang was drenched in cold sweat, and his hands were behind his back, wanting to call the police.

Song Chen seemed to see his thoughts: "If you are not afraid of her death, just call 110."

Song Chang's fingers sliding the screen suddenly paused, glanced at Song Qingyu, and stepped back step by step: "Song Chen, don't be impulsive, do you want to spend the rest of your life in prison?" You ......"

His voice was getting farther and farther away, and Song Chen saw him walking away, snapped the car door shut, and went around to the driver's seat.

Song Qingyu endured the discomfort in her throat, and the moment the man opened the door, she immediately got up and wanted to pull the door and run out.

"Click".

The doors were locked.

Song Qingyu pulled a few times, but did not pull it away.

Song Chen's devil-like low laughter came from his ears: "Don't bother Song Qingyu, it's time to settle the accounts between the two of us." ”

Song Qingyu slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and closed her eyes in resignation.

She thought that she would die, but she never thought that she would die in the hands of Song Chen.

After being imprisoned for a month, Song Chen's spirit is estimated to have been tortured abnormally.

Song Chen drove all the way to the suburbs and finally stopped in an abandoned factory.

Song Chen opened the door of the back seat and pulled Song Qingyu out, he had a lot of strength, Song Qingyu was thrown to the ground by him, and he began to cough again.

Song Chen squatted down in front of her, grabbed her still bleeding neck with his palm, and every word was covered with hatred: "Do you know how I spent my month inside?" I have only imprisoned you for three days, and I have been with you for a month? Yes? Have it! Song Qingyu, your heart is really ruthless! ”

Song Chen stared at his hateful eyes, the two pupils were about to jump out, he pinched Song Qingyu's neck hard, and blood overflowed from the wound and flowed into his palm.

Song Qingyu couldn't breathe, her face was abnormally pale, and a mouthful of turbid blood was stuck in her chest, unable to cough it out or swallow it.

When she was almost suffocating, Song Chen suddenly let go of her hand.

Song Qingyu covered her neck, panting heavily, the corners of her eyes were wet, and her coughing organs were about to come out.

After relieving herself, she raised her eyes and looked at Song Chen: "You ...... Ahem...... Lock me up for three days? And how many times a month did you lock me up for three days? Song Chen...... Cough...... This month is your own repercussions. ”

Song Chen gritted his teeth and looked at her without speaking.

Song Qingyu's voice was hoarse: "What do you want?" Help me tie here for what is the purpose of who instigated you. ”

Song Chen would not have the brains and guts, nor would he take the risk of kidnapping her for a mere 500 million.

Song Chen's eyes changed drastically, the muscles on his face were trembling with anger, and a fierce gaze burst out of his eyes, "Do you really think you can count everything?" ”

He sneered and tied Song Qingyu to the pillar behind her.

looked at her gaze and teased: "You said that mad dog, will it smell and bite it?" ”

Song Qingyu's expression sank suddenly: "I warn you, Song Chen." If you dare to do something to Fu Wenzhou, I will never let you feel better. ”

Song Chen paused, and suddenly laughed, the laughter was hoarse and terrifying: "Song Qingyu, I really didn't expect that you would be such a cold-blooded and ruthless, calculating person would also be afraid, what?" Afraid I'll hurt that mad dog? You're going to be disappointed. ”

He patted Song Qingyu's face with a knife: "You can do whatever you want in the capital, you can use the Jiang family to lock me up in the dungeon, if all this is not secretly helped by the surname Fu, do you think you will do all this so smoothly?" I've been locked up for a month and I'm worse than pigs and dogs, do you think I'm going to settle this account with the two of you? ”

"Song Wei bullied you, I sent her abroad. Song Shi let the snake bite you, and I went to your room to kill the snake. Li Ruo planted a garden full of roses, and I shoveled it. ”

His voice suddenly became bitter, his smile turned into a distorted bitter smile, and there was some hatred in his eyes: "In the Song family, only I know that you are allergic to roses. Song Qingyu, do you think I'm not good to you? ”

"I've only been imprisoning you for a few days, and you're going to take revenge on me like this? Who in the Song family is not more than me to you? Why do you only take revenge on me! Song Chen's violent black eyes flashed with a beastly fierce light: "Sometimes I really want to tear your hypocritical face apart." ”

Song Qingyu interrupted him coldly: "Song Chen, we are brother and sister. ”