C127

Chapter 127 - Murder in Blood

It could be said that thousands of people agreed and tens of thousands crowded around. In the future, Xiao Yi would definitely be considered a great figure in this group of River and Sea Politics.

On one hand, Song Chongming was furious, but on the other hand, he started to hesitate. His brother, a son, was born with a mental illness. In the past few years, they had seen many famous doctors and experts, but they were all in vain. However, it just so happened that Song Chongming had a very good relationship with his brother and his brother was extremely fond of this son.

Therefore, when Song Chongming heard that Xiao Yi's medical skills were superb, he wanted to beg Xiao Yi to take a look at that inborn mental health nephew of his. However, their Song Family had long had a deep grudge with Xiao Yi, so he could not open his mouth to speak hesitantly.

It seemed that this round of invitation for treatment was about to end. Song Chongming's expression finally sunk, and he remembered how his elder brother took care of him when he was young. His nephew, on the other hand, looked like he was in a pitiful state all day.

Song Chongming finally thought about it, and decided to go all out, he spoke clearly towards Xiao Yi: "Mr. Xiao, my family has a nephew who was born with mental illness. I would like to ask Mr. Xiao if you can find some time to help me take a look. "

After he finished speaking, Song Chongming didn't avoid his words in the slightest, and looked straight at Xiao Yi with a face full of expectation.

Even though Song Chongming understood that Xiao Yi had a grudge with the Song Family. However, in such a public place, Song Chongming was not afraid of Xiao Yi's impudence. After all, the people sitting inside were all political officials who had made a name for themselves in the martial arts world.

Indeed, Xiao Yi did not act presumptuously, but instead, the corner of his mouth held a trace of a cold smile. He playfully looked at Song Chongming who was standing opposite of him and lazily said: "Oh, so you're a psychopath. Is your nephew the only one with mental illness in your Song Family? "

Xiao Yi's words did not contain a single curse. He spoke with confidence. However, it made the old cunning fox Song Chongming's face immediately turn the color of a pig's liver. There were needles hidden within those words, Song Chongming understood clearly.

Of course, everyone in the room understood what he meant.

For a moment, everyone silently looked at the two of them. Inside the private room, the undercurrents once again surged as they concealed their true strength.

"I don't think anyone else has the disease." Song Chongming could only bite the bullet and try his best to sound calm.

"Oh, that's strange?" The sneer on Xiao Yi's face grew even stronger. He looked at Song Chongming opposite him and slowly said, "Since you said that your nephew is born with a mental illness, then this means that your nephew was brought over from the womb and was inherited from your family. Since it was a genetic disease, then it must be a problem with the family genes. Family genetic problems, then why is it only your nephew who is mentally ill? You'd better go and have a checkup. Maybe your family's eighteen generations of ancestors were insane. "

His words came out very smoothly, and it seemed that his words were very meticulous. After careful consideration, he said them without the slightest flaw. However, everyone understood that Xiao Yi's long period of chaos was simply cursing at others. Furthermore, it was even scolding Song Chongming's eighteen generations of ancestors.

Qin Yan, who was standing at the side, secretly rejoiced. At this moment, she finally realized that Xiao Yi's mouth was actually that sharp.

When Su Meiran raised her head and saw Xiao Yi's serious expression, she could not help but secretly laugh. Su Meiran was a few years older than Qin Yan, and had many experiences. However, she was becoming more and more interested in Xiao Yi.

This was indeed a very satisfying move. didn't know why, but he secretly felt a wave of exhilaration in his heart.

At the side were two important members of the political scene and two secretaries. They just watched silently, not interfering any further. This was because Xiao Yi's assassination technique was bloodless. It was said and done with reason and evidence, but there was no flaw in it. Even if these important members of the political world wanted to say a few words for Song Chongming, they couldn't.

Besides, they were smart enough not to stand up and talk.

"Xiao Yi, you …" Song Chongming was so angry that his nose and eyes were squashed together, he extended his finger and pointed at Xiao Yi, and said angrily.

"Secretary Song, don't be too worried, too anxious and angry. Don't worry, I'll help your whole family watch out for mental illness. "Still, mental illness is not a serious disease..."

This time, Song Chongming looked at Xiao Yi's nonchalant appearance, and shrugged his shoulders playfully. He was finally extremely angry and lost his composure. He picked up the cup in front of him and shattered it with a loud 'bang'.

Anyone could tell that Song Chongming was angry. After the glass glass shattered, the broken pieces sank into Song Chongming's flesh. Red blood flowed down his finger.

At this time, Song Chongming's old face began to twist rapidly. Its ferocious face made it look as if someone had set its son on fire.

The scene suddenly became unstoppable. Everyone held their breath, not daring to make a sound as they waited for the events to unfold.

However, when Xiao Yi looked at Song Chongming's dark face, he chuckled lightly, and spoke in an unconcerned tone, "What? Don't tell me you have a mental illness as well? Why are you crushing the cup when you have nothing to do? That's not the kind of rubber mud you play with when you're in your crotch pants. "

The moment Xiao Yi said this, the tense atmosphere immediately eased up. Everyone could not help but chuckle softly.

Like this, Song Chongming, who had become the focus of everyone's attention, immediately found himself in an even more awkward situation. His old face was as red as a monkey's ass and extremely ugly.

Song Chongming was appointed as the secretary of the River and Sea Politics, serving as the secretary of the Municipal Committee. In these years, he was above everyone else. When doing things, others would always listen to his orders and act on his face. It could be said that he had a lot of power and prestige. He had never lost so much face before, in front of such a large group of political dignitaries.

Song Chongming's face changed drastically, he gritted his teeth as blood continued dripping from his fingertips.

Suddenly, Song Chongming raised his head, as a strange smile blossomed on his face. Looking at the Xiao Yi who had raised his chin up high, he said sinisterly: "It looks like I better not bother Mr. Xiao at all. For a moment, I lost my composure and went to the bathroom. "

After that, Song Chongming walked out of the room in a very magnanimous manner. It looked like he had a broad chest and wasn't going to argue with Xiao Yi.

However, Xiao Yi could see everything clearly. When Song Chongming left the private box, he turned his head and smiled sinisterly at Xiao Yi. That smile gave people goosebumps.

After this incident, the room was once again bustling with noise and excitement. Along the way, Song Chongming went to the bathroom and returned back to his private room. He sat in between his old friends like nothing had happened, laughing merrily and drinking wine.

Only, Xiao Yi kept frowning uneasily from time to time. He realized that Song Chongming was laughing sinisterly at him from time to time.

However, with the beautiful lights and the delicious food accompanying him, Xiao Yi quickly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart. He drank and chatted merrily with this group of political dignitaries, like an old friend from many years. From time to time, he would turn his head and flirt with Qin Yan and Su Meiran.

Unknowingly, the moon began to shine brightly. The group of people in the room had a good, hearty drink. This opened Xiao Yi's mouth. The dishes on the way to Vietnam were indeed too plain and cold. Just like Xiao Yi had said, he wanted to pee and mix.

Su Meiran and Qin Yan drank a little bit of red wine, both of their faces red like roses in the beginning of March. Beautiful beyond compare, moving beyond compare.

"Mei Ran, what code are you at now?" Finally, Qin Yan's face became even redder, and she asked Su Meiran.

"What code?" Su Meiran looked up, her face full of mature charm.

"What else? Your chest, of course?" Qin Yan pouted her lips as the redness on her face intensified.

"Oh, that." Su Meiran did not feel the least bit embarrassed, and told Qin Yan: "It's a little tight right now."

Hearing Su Meiran's answer, Qin Yan's face immediately lit up, and muttered: "It seems, he does have some ability. "Hehe, when the time comes, I will definitely be able to reach this size."

Hearing Qin Yan's words, Su Meiran turned and looked at her. Then, she nodded her head and said word by word, "I think so."

"That's good." Qin Yan nodded her head in satisfaction, before a smile blossomed on her face. His heart was filled with joy. After so many years of being a queen, he could finally raise his head and act like a big wave.