Before being thrown into the pool, Song Qingyu never knew that snakes could be so disgusting.

Its slippery body pressed against her skin, its extended tongue forked, and its triangular head with two protruding eyes emitting a faint blue light...

These are things you can only feel when you get close to them.

Compared with these, Song Qingyu suddenly felt that those two sharp white teeth were much cuter.

Of course, that is when you don't bite it.

When the fangs penetrated her skin, the heart-wrenching pain made her unable to help but curse.

Even so, she had already prepared herself mentally to die.

But at this moment, his whole body was bitten by poisonous snakes, and the pain of slow death still aroused Song Qingyu's spirit of resistance.

She endured the pain and pinched one of the snakes.

Slammed hard into the concrete wall.

The snake's head was smashed to pieces.

Song Qingyu had just thrown away the snake when countless snakes swarmed over again.

It seemed as if Song Qingyu's behavior could make them even more excited.

Looking at Song Qingyu who was covered densely with snakes, Tang snorted with disdain.

Today, Song Qingyu is definitely going to die.

Although he liked to throw traitors and those who had offended him into the snake pack, he did not like the way those people died.

It's really miserable.

He is a very kind person.

I can't bear to see other people die so miserably.

He turned around and instructed the bodyguard behind him: "Just tell me when the person dies."

After saying that, he walked away.

I feel so happy.

It's a pleasure I've never felt before.

He walked quickly to the front yard. After entering the villa, he did not delay for a moment and went upstairs to the study on the second floor.

In the study, besides a large desk, there was only an old-fashioned telephone.

There is nothing else.

There wasn't even a chair.

Tang took off the mask on his face, revealing a handsome face.

He let out a long breath, a childish smile on his face, then he walked to the phone and dialed.

A few seconds later, a woman's gentle voice came from the other end of the phone.

You can tell from her voice alone that she is an elderly woman.

"Aye, why are you calling home so late?"

"Mom," Tang's voice lost its harshness, like that of an innocent teenager, "I finally helped you get revenge."

The gentle woman's voice suddenly changed, becoming a little excited.

But only a few points.

"Lu Ang is finally dead?"

"No," Tang narrowed his eyes, as if he found it difficult to speak for a moment. After a long while, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "It's not Lu Ang who died, it's Lu Ang's son..."

The voice on the other end was a little colder, but still excited: "Lu Ang's son is dead?"

"Not really," Tang's expression darkened. As if to make up for something, he quickly spoke in a faster tone, "It was Lu Ang's son's most beloved woman. I finally killed her."

The voice on the other end of the phone finally returned to normal.

"I see."

"Mom," Tang felt the need to explain, "This woman's identity is not simple. Not only is Lu Yanzhi protecting her, but also the Third Young Master Gu of the Gu family in Kyoto. It took me a lot of effort to kill her."

"You did a great job." Although the woman said this, there was no trace of praise in her words.

Tang clenched his fists, trying hard not to let the disappointment show in his eyes.

"I understand, Mom. I will work harder. Don't worry, the next one to die will be Lu Ang."

Hearing this, the woman's voice became gentle again: "Good boy, Mom knows you won't let me down. Remember, I want the Lu family. It doesn't matter to me whether other people are dead or alive."

Tang really wanted to ask the woman on the phone whether these other people included him.

But he didn't say it in the end.

I just said obediently: "I know, Mom."

"Okay, Aye, come on!"

The woman said this as if she was coaxing a child, and then hung up the phone.

Hearing that there was finally no sound on the other end of the phone, Tang could no longer bear it and slowly slid down and sat on the floor.

The tall body was now curled up into a ball.

Like a wounded wild cat.

Nowhere to go.

Just then.

There were hurried footsteps outside the door.

The man immediately stood up and put the mask back on his face.

The whole person seemed to have become a different person in an instant.

The scene just now seemed like an illusion.

Next second.

There was a hurried knock on the study door.

Accompanied by the housekeeper's nervous voice: "Sir, it's not good, Lu Yanzhi is back!"

Tang's face froze, and just as he was about to speak, he heard countless gunshots outside the door.

He flung open the door.

"Where is he? How many people did he bring back?"

The butler's lips trembled noticeably: "He has already rushed in!"

After saying that, he shook again.

Tang couldn't help but glance at him, his brows furrowed. "Why don't you answer my second question?"

The butler stood there without moving.

He was almost on the verge of tears.

"He, he came back with President Su's men."

Tang's face turned grim.

This time I almost broke my teeth.

Lu Yanzhi is a sinister and cunning person.

He is worthy of being Lu Ang’s son.

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