The sound of a wine bottle breaking sounded in the hot pot restaurant.
The little gangster who rushed towards Song Heng was shot in the head.
"Fuck! How dare you fucking do something, I'm tired of living!
The knife was slashed at Song Heng's body, and he picked up the chair and smashed it into his face.
"This loser has two attacks, give them to me! Hack him to death!"
The leading man called by Xie Yaowen roared angrily, and a group of people brandished knives and rushed towards him with red eyes.
The tables and chairs fell to the floor, and the scene was extremely chaotic.
Lu Xinting huddled in the corner and immediately made a call.
"Brother Song?"
Suddenly, a splash of blood splashed on Lu Xinting's face, and she trembled, "Song Heng... Song Heng, he..."
Before she could finish her sentence, the other party cut her off coldly, "Address."
Lu Xinting reported her address and hung up the phone immediately.
She held her phone and raised her head nervously. Song Heng's figure had been submerged.
She couldn't find him.
Only the wall reflected a group of people holding knives and slashing at one place.
Blood spurted out on the wall, and no one knew whose blood it belonged to.
All he could hear was the sound of the knife piercing the flesh, and the screams of pain.
Lu Xinting was frightened.
Xie Yaowen directed his younger brother to come and catch her.
"Bang!"
The door was suddenly knocked open, and an off-road vehicle drove directly into the hot pot restaurant.
Jiye jumped down from above, "Huh, it turns out they are a bunch of brats."
He pulled out his gun, "Don't fucking move!"
A gunshot exploded in the air.
In an instant, everyone in the hot pot restaurant stopped moving.
Jiye walked over and helped Song Heng up, "Brother, you are not injured."
Song Heng lowered his head and said nothing.
Seeing that his face was pale, Ji Ye quickly helped him sit down.
When he took his hand back, it was covered in blood.
"Fuck! Are you injured?! Did they cut you?! Where are you injured?! Show me quickly!" Jiye almost jumped up.
Song Heng pushed him, "Shut up."
"Hey, are you the one this loser called?"
The leading man pointed a knife at them.
"Are you the only one? Ha, why the hell are you like this good-for-nothing, so brave and willing to risk your life?"
"Leave the words here, you can't save him, I have to dig out one of his eyes today to make amends to Master Xie!"
"waste?"
Jiye chuckled twice, suddenly turned his head, his face suddenly turned gloomy, "Let them kneel down before the boss!"
With an order, countless car lights suddenly lit up in the darkness behind the off-road vehicle.
It was so bright that the gangsters raised their hands to block it.
I saw nothing but darkness and got out of the car.
The leading man took a step back in shock.
Soon, gunfire rang out and screams came from the hot pot restaurant.
The gangsters with knives were all kneeling on the ground, shouting for help and begging for mercy.
"Brother, let us go..."
"Let you go?" Ji Ye's face was filled with anger, "Let these brats kowtow to Brother Song!"
A dozen gangsters knelt in front of Song Heng, their heads were pressed and banged on the ground.
Again and again, the sound was crisp, and soon everyone's foreheads were bleeding.
There was a lot of wailing.
The gun in Jiye's hand was pressed against the back of the leading man's head, "Do you know who he is now? How dare you call him a loser!"
"Wrong, brother, I was wrong..."
The leading man was trampled to the ground by Jiye, "You...where are you from? Don't do anything, we are all a family, don't hurt the harmony!"
"No way, please be quiet!" Ji Ye kicked him in the face.
With this kick, the leading man's nose bones and teeth were smashed, blood and saliva flowed out, and he lay on the ground, covering his mouth and whining in pain.
"Brother Song, this kid wanted to run away, but I caught him."
Xie Yaowen was thrown in front of Song Heng like rags.
Song Heng's face turned pale and there was cold sweat on his forehead. Before he spoke, he stretched out his hand. Jiye understood what he meant and gave him a cigarette. He held it between his fingers and put it in his mouth. Jiye bent down and lit it for him.
After taking a sip, I suppressed the excruciating pain a little.
He looked up at Lu Xinting, who was huddled in the corner, and said hoarsely: "Come here."
Lu Xinting walked over step by step.
When she was almost close to him, he pulled her to her side.
"What's your relationship with him?"
He lowered his voice and asked her again.
This time, there was no warmth in his eyes.
Lu Xinting looked at Xie Yaowen and pursed her lips.
Xie Yaowen grabbed Lu Xinting's trouser leg and said, "Tingting, help me..."
"Did I fucking let you speak out?"
Song Heng kicked Xie Yaowen away, grabbed his collar, and tried to burn his other eye with the cigarette in his hand.
Lu Xinting quickly grabbed his arm, "Don't..."
Song Heng froze suddenly, turned his head, and looked at her with scarlet eyes.
Lu Xinting said, "I have nothing to do with him."
"Have you ever had sex with him behind my back?"
Lu Xinting blushed, turned her face away, and gritted her teeth in shame, "No."
"You better not lie to me."
Her face was pushed back, and Song Heng stared at her.
Lu Xinting's jaw felt stuck, and she saw the fierce light in Song Heng's eyes.
"I didn't lie to you, I really didn't..." She shook her head with a white face and held his hand, "Can you please just don't touch him?"
Song Heng's eyebrows became more fierce, "Say it again."
Lu Xinting's eyes begged, "Brother Song, this is the first time I beg you, don't..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a "click" and Xie Yaowen's arm was twisted.
"Ahhhh!!!"
Xie Yaowen screamed while lying on the ground.
Lu Xinting looked at him with a pale face.
Song Heng sat back in his chair, took a puff of cigarette, flicked the cigarette butt into the boiling hot pot, looked at Xie Yaowen and said indifferently: "Give him the soup base."
Jiye ordered someone to pick up the hot soup base, pinched Xie Yaowen's cheeks, and poured it into his mouth.
Xie Yaowen was anxious, with tears and runny nose running down his face, and he shouted indiscriminately, "Lu Xinting, tell him to let me go! Otherwise I will send out your nude photos!"
"etc."
Song Heng called to stop.
"Nude pictures?"
He glanced at Lu Xinting.
Lu Xinting lowered her head and bit her bloodless lips.
He stood up and slowly squatted down in front of Xie Yaowen, "Want to survive?"
"Think...think...brother, please let me go..."
"Give me the photo."
Xie Yaowen didn't want to give it, but in order to survive, "In my mobile phone..."
Song Heng directly reached out and took it out from his pocket, "Unlock it."
Xie Yaowen held the phone with trembling hands and pulled out the photos and videos for him.
Song Heng looked at the photo, his face becoming increasingly emotionless.
Suddenly a woman's gasping sound came from the mobile phone.
Everyone was stunned...and sighed in embarrassment.
Even Jiye showed a complicated expression.
Even a fool could guess that it was Lu Xinting's breathing.
Song Heng turned off his phone and looked at Xie Yaowen expressionlessly, "Do you have a backup?"
"No...no more."
Xie Yaowen's lips trembled, "Brother, do you really like her? I advise you not to get involved with her. She is not a good person. She was with my brother and was very abusive..."
Song Heng said nothing, put away his phone, stood up and left.
Jiye wanted to comfort him, but the gun in his hand was suddenly taken away.
Song Heng turned around and faced Xie Yaowen's lower body.
"Bang!"
