Song Chen paused suddenly, as if he was frightened, and hurriedly took a few steps back, his face ugly.

The brother and sister did not remind him that he cared about family affection, but warned him to pay attention to his identity.

He suddenly lowered his head and looked at Song Qingyu, his eyes were unwavering, and there was no emotion because of his loss of control.

Song Chen's face changed, his fists were clenched, and his eyes were dark and terrifying.

Song Qingyu was not afraid, and her voice was still cold: "Do you think that just these can offset your damage to me?" Song Chen, how do you feel when you are locked up for a month, and what is how it feels for me to be locked up in the basement by you. Have you ever wondered how old I was back then? Five years old. ”

Song Qingyu looked at Song Chen: "Do you know that I have been claustrophobic for a while?" ”

Song Chen paused, he really didn't know, but so what? It is because of Song Qingyu that he will be scolded as the son of the junior when he goes out, everyone respectfully calls him Song Shao, and everyone looks down on him as Song Shao.

Hasn't he been wronged many times over the years?

He hated Song Qingyu's face, hated that this face made him have those dark thoughts, and hated that they all had Song Yuan's blood.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang from the abandoned iron door, and someone kicked it open from the outside.

The corners of Song Chen's mouth hooked, his eyes were full of hatred, and his face was twisted to hold a knife against Song Qingyu's neck: "I want to see how far that mad dog can do for you." ”

Song Qingyu's eyes changed slightly, and the calm that she was holding on to finally cracked: "What do you want to do!" ”

Fu Wenzhou stood at the door against the light, his face was terrifyingly cold, his eyes were like the sea in the middle of a cold winter night, his eyes circled around Song Chen, and fell on Song Qingyu, who was tied.

When he saw the bloody scab on his neck and the blood marks strangled by the rope, his eyes changed suddenly, his fists clenched under his sleeves, and he gurgled: "Song Chen!" Are you tired of life! ”

He looked terrifying, like a roaring tiger.

Song Chen instinctively shrank back, but soon returned to normal, and smiled evilly: "Fu Wenzhou, I didn't expect you to come so quickly, and you didn't bring anyone with you?" That's a lot of seeds. ”

Fu Wenzhou's forehead was beating, he gritted his teeth, and his eyes were always on Song Qingyu.

When Song Chang called him, he had already driven out, Song Qingyu went to Shiyu today, and the red dot on the screen had already left the city.

He rushed all the way, but he didn't expect to be a step too late.

Fu Wenzhou smiled at Song Qingyu: "Don't be afraid. ”

Song Qingyu's heart was very sour, is this person stupid, why did he come alone.

Song Chen kidnapped her just to attract Fu Wenzhou, couldn't he see such an obvious purpose.

She didn't let Fu Wenzhou leave, because she knew he wouldn't go.

She won't be left alone.

Song Qingyu could only try to negotiate with Song Chen: "If you want Song's shares back, I can give it to you, or the billions, I will ...... too."

"Shares?" Song Chen squinted, he really wanted to get his shares back, but how could this alone calm the hatred in his heart.

Fu Wenzhou's eyes were cold, and he couldn't look at the end: "Let her go." ”

Song Chen approached with the tip of his knife, looked at Fu Wenzhou, and grinned: "It's okay if you want me to let her go." ”

He took out a short knife from his waist and threw it over: "In this way, if you stab yourself, maybe I will let the person go when I am happy to see it." ”

Fu Wenzhou glanced at him, bent down to pick up the knife, and stabbed himself in the thigh without hesitation: "Can you put it?" ”

Blood stained the fabric on his legs and ran down his trousers, and Song Qingyu could even hear the sound of blood dripping to the ground.

She looked at Fu Wenzhou's hand holding the knife in amazement, her lips opened, but her throat seemed to be blocked, she couldn't make a single word, only her slightly trembling shoulders revealed her mood at the moment.

Song Chen didn't expect Fu Wenzhou to stab so neatly, without even a trace of hesitation. His eyes became more vicious, and the smile on the corner of his mouth widened: "What should I do, I haven't seen enough." ”

Fu Wenzhou held the knife and stabbed the other leg again: "Have you seen enough?" ”

Song Qingyu trembled all over, forced her crying, her throat choked and hurt, her chest seemed to be tightly clamped by a big hand, she couldn't breathe in pain, her eyes were covered by mist, and she screamed hoarsely: "Don't ...... Don't poke again! ”

Song Chen laughed lowly, like a ghost: "Sister, are you distressed?" ”

Song Qingyu watched the man smile at her, as if to appease her, her emotions collapsed instantly, and she cried and shook her head at Fu Wenzhou.

Song Chen licked his lips and seemed to be very satisfied with Fu Wenzhou's submission, "Why don't you kneel down and beg me again, Fu Wenzhou, aren't you usually quite proud?" If you will kneel down and beg me, I will let her go. ”

Fu Wenzhou's eyes were as cold as frost, and he bent his knees expressionlessly.

Song Qingyu's hair was scattered, her eyes were full of scarlet, she was crying heartbreakingly, her voice was sharp and hoarse, and she was bitter as if she had soaked in Coptis water: "Fu Wenzhou!" Don't kneel! You are not allowed to kneel! ”

Fu Wenzhou tried to squeeze out a smile, and his voice was hoarse: "Yuyu, it's okay." ”

The man slowly knelt on his knees, his movements involving a knife wound on his leg, and blood pouring down, but he was indifferent.

Song Chen stared at Fu Wenzhou incredulously, as if he was sincerely curious: "You are actually willing to kneel for a woman?" ”

The feeling of making the frightened mad dog in the capital kneel in front of him and crush his arrogant bones made Song Chen's blood all over his body excited.

I was so excited that I didn't even notice that the tip of the knife was off for a moment.

Fu Wenzhou's dark eyes narrowed suddenly, and he quickly threw the hilt of the knife in his hand over.

Song Chen's shoulder suddenly felt a sharp pain, and before he could react, the whole person was overturned to the ground, and the tip of the knife was pulled out of his shoulder and submerged into his chest.

Song Chen's painful face was distorted.

Fu Wenzhou's red eyes were bloodshot, and he was coercive, like a storm, and there was bloodthirsty anger hidden under his eyes.

"You dare to touch her?"

"Lao Tzu can't even touch it, you dare to touch her!"

He punched Song Chen in the abdomen, Fu Wenzhou had beaten a black fist, this kind of fighting, Song Chen lost his voice after a few strokes.

Song Chang, who arrived, and the police pestle were shocked by the scene inside at the door.

After reacting, several policemen immediately stepped forward to grab Fu Wenzhou and didn't let him continue fighting, while Song Chen, who was lying in a pool of blood, was already dying, his nose and mouth were filled with blood, and he kept vomiting out.

Fu Wenzhou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, took off his bloodstained coat, walked to Song Qingyu's side, and lightly untied her rope, seeing the strangulation marks on the surface of the skin, his heart hurt terribly.

"Don't be afraid, Yuzu, I'm here."

Song Qingyu was held in his arms and carefully cared for, tears slid down the corners of his eyes.

Her voice was still crying, staring at Fu Wenzhou's still bleeding wound, panicking: "You are bleeding, Fu Wenzhou, you are bleeding!" Let's go to the hospital, go to the hospital first, hurry! ”