The other party: "This time you have to ask me to act on the street, hurt a lot of innocence, and a little girl is dead."
Mrs. Song sneered: "Do you do this because of a little girl who is dead and upset?"
The other party: "I will kill you with your money. It is equal to killing you. Are you not at all?"
Mrs. Song snorted: "Have a hair! Isn't that a daughter died?"
She does not die the same daughter!
"Yang Yu back, you are really poisonous." Suddenly, Song Wushao’s cold voice sounded.
Mrs. Song was shocked by the back, her eyes were constantly sweeping around, but there was no one.
She frowned slightly, strange, I just heard that the monk was talking.
"Hey, I am going to play cards now. You want to take the last paragraph and bring the people of Song Worry to see me!" Mrs. Song fixed her mind and said loudly to the man on the phone.
"You are not afraid that your head will land first?" The voice of this time was even colder than before.
It is not the voice of a man, but the voice of Song Worry.
Mrs. Song was shocked and turned quickly.
Looking at each other with stunned eyes, watching Song Wu worries coming out from a big tree.
She knows?
Song Wu worry came step by step, his eyes were deserted.
Mrs. Song looked at this kind of Song without worry, her heart, a slight tremble, as if she was the devil who came to take her own head.
"Song Worry?"
Song Wuxi stopped at her five meters and looked at each other coldly: "I am not dead, is it very disappointing?"
Things were punctured and Mrs. Song was afraid.
But she loves her face and does not show it in front of Song Wushou.
"Yes, quite disappointing!" Mrs. Song screamed coldly in Song.
Song worries is cold, "Even if you don't like me, even if I am not your biological daughter, you will not hate me so much, please kill me with a killer? Yang Yu back, how to say, when I was a child, I also called you a mother. Are you so worried?"
"I am! I am rare, you wild, kind of my daughter? Yes, I hate you! When I know you, I will hate you! When you see you, you think of Songnan’s betrayal and out. I can't wait to kill you! Especially if you marry Gu Shao, let me feel sad, I hate you more, I dream of cursing you to die soon! You are hard, you can't die in two car accidents! You can't die. Even if, why kill me? I want to kill you, not because of hating you, but to revenge for the plum!" Mrs. Song looked at Song without worry, cold eyes, distorted expression.
"I didn't kill Song Yongmei!" Song said with no worries: "She is suffering from syphilis."
"I am! You are not the kind of woman!"
"Yang Yu back, you hired a killer to kill me, but killed a little girl and injured four people."
"So what?"
"You killed."
"What about killing me?"
Song Wushuang sneered: "The killing is to pay for it."
"I am dead, but also to pull you to the bottom!" Mrs. Song suddenly rushed to Song, and at the same time, he also took out a knife from the bag.
Song Worry escaped agilely before she rushed up, and at this time, there were a few police officers who could not know where they came from and went forward to stop Mrs. Song.
Mrs. Song was shocked and struggled: "Let me go! Let me go!"
"Yang Yu back, your evidence of murder is conclusive, and now you have to bring you back to the police ~ inspection bureau." A police officer said.
"What evidence is conclusive? I didn't kill, it was the group of rice bowl killers!"
"You don't deny it anymore. It's just futile to do more depreciation."