Chapter 238

"What are you going to do?"

In the office, Cheng Xi is being pointed at his head with a gun. Song Dongjian's expression is relaxed and indifferent, as if the situation of forcing others to live and die has become a common routine, indifferent and dismissive.

"Which hand did you hit my nephew just now?" Song Dongjian's voice with a trace of gloomy, inadvertently asked.

Chengqi eyebrows slightly wrinkled, did not expect that the scene used in the movie actually happened on his own body, so real placed in front of his eyes.

"My Lord, it's the right hand!" The speaker is song Dongjian's valet. He is indifferent and resolute, but he has the aura of a cold faced killer. A small pair of Danfeng eyes, canthus slightly droop, almost covered the majority of the eyeballs, people can not see the slightest mood.

"Ah..." Cheng Xi sneered and sarcastically said, "why, do you want to cut my hand? Are you watching too many movies? Can you do something new? I'm tired of watching them for a long time

Although Chengqi's appearance looks like a little Zhengtai of seventeen or eighteen years old, he is very hard in his bones. What he can't eat most is that he is threatened by others. It can be said that the more repressed, the stronger the temperament.

In particular, at present, the heart of song Yanshu has resentment, coupled with Mu Qingqing and unconscious, the whole person is angry, also fearless.

Chengqi's response aroused song Dongjian's interest. He put down what he had in his hand and walked to Chengxi. His fake smile looked creepy.

"Son of a bitch, you are not afraid of heaven or earth!"

Song Dongjian stretched out his hand and patted a strange face. Then he pinched his neck, and his smile disappeared. Some of his eyes were horrible except for his ferocity.

"I don't care what you're from. Today I'm going to discipline you for your parents to see if you understand politeness in the future." Song Dongjian bit his back teeth and said fiercely. However, he kept exerting force in his hands until he was completely unable to breathe. His whole face was choked red, as if it was going to explode at any time.

In a strange way, he bit his teeth, and his hands were clamped by two thugs, unable to move.

Song Yanshu is worried. He doesn't mean to let go of song Dongjian, and Chengqi is almost going to die. If he doesn't let go, he will be strangled by song Dongjian!

"Second uncle, at present, there are a lot of cooperation in the Song family under negotiation. It's not good to make a living at this time." Song Yan Shu stepped forward and said faintly. His expression was indifferent, but his palm was still clenched.

Seeing song Yanshu open his mouth, song Dongjian's sinister expression suddenly faded. As soon as his hand was loosened, he collapsed on the ground, gasping heavily and coughing violently. His bearing capacity has almost been forced to a critical point by song Dongjian, as if only a few more seconds, a strange will be killed.

Song Dongjian turned around, a pair of cold eyes seeping dim light, hit song Yanshu, "Yan Shu, when did you become so regular and orderly, you were slapped in public, and you lost your temper completely. This is not your temperament. Do you want to swallow your anger like this when something happens to the Song family

Song Yanshu's back was cold, and he snorted in his heart.

Song Dongjian is so pervasive that he clearly knows that Chengxi is familiar with song Yanshu, but he takes advantage of this. What I said just now seems to be saying that song Yanshu doesn't have the courage and ability to lead the whole family. This is not the first time that song Dongjian deliberately runs on Song Yanshu with words in front of his hand. For a long time, many people who stand on the side of song Dongjian despise the son of the previous generation of aristocratic family owners.

"Second uncle has been worried too much. Naturally, I will not let him go, but we should take the overall situation as the most important thing. There are so many people in the shopping mall. It's not clear who has seen him. If he died here, it would be more troublesome to deal with it in the future. " From the beginning to the end, song Yanshu didn't directly say that Chengqi was his friend, so he didn't want to ask for this favor from Song Dongjian.

Song Dongjian is also very cunning, under the banner of being angry for his nephew, in fact, his calculation is to suppress song Yanshu.

Of course, there is another more important destination.

As he spoke, song Dongjian pulled up a chair and sat down. The legs are folded and tilted, swinging back and forth, which is quite uninhibited. His look is just like watching the crowd.

"Well, since Yan Shu has opened his mouth, I think he must teach the stinky boy a lesson to relieve his anger." Song Dongjian reached out his hand and made a gesture of invitation. He leaned back to the back of the chair with great interest. In the end, he did not forget to wink at his subordinates. The crowd immediately retreated to song Dongjian's back and began to look on.

Chengqi still falls on the ground, the brain's short-term hypoxia still makes him unable to lift his strength, and his face is gradually regaining his blood color. The nail scratch clearly visible between the neck is deeply embedded in the skin and exudes blood. It can be seen that song Dongjian used almost 80% of his strength just now.

Song Yanshu is frozen in place. He knows that song Dongjian is trying to embarrass him and force him to soften up. Duan pleads for a new way. In this way, song Dongjian will be able to justify his personal feelings.Song Yanshu clenched his fist, and slowly went to the ground and could not stand up. Although he was hesitant in his heart, he was extremely embarrassed. It's better to be in his own hands than in Song Dongjian's abnormal second uncle.

For a moment, song Yanshu bent down to grab his strange collar and pulled him up. Song Yanshu studied all kinds of martial arts and boxing since he was a child, but the strength of his hands did not match his warm and beautiful face.

With hatred in his eyes, his legs are still a little paralyzed, and he stands unsteadily before and after. If it wasn't for song Dongjian, who had so many people and a close match, Chengqi would not have been defeated so soon.

Everyone is staring at Song Yanshu. The burning and hot eyes behind him are like a sharp sword against his lifeline.

"Er..."

Cheng Xi uttered a roar in his throat and saw song Yanshu hit him in the face. Then, as if the meteor shower of punches and kicks fell on a strange body and abdomen, song Yanshu did not give him time to fight back, and brutally beat him.

Song Yanshu's actions are neat and neat. Every time he falls on Chengxi's body, he gives out a roar of pain. The bruise on his face became more and more obvious. He was staring at Song Yanshu, full of hatred.

"Next time you won't be so lucky!"

"Go away!" Song Yanshu hail like tone, mercilessly hit into the body.