Song Wenwu had barely finished speaking when, before the manager could even begin to flatter him and say it was all thanks to the leader's excellent command,

There was a rapid knocking on the office door.

Seeing the change in Song Wenwu's expression, the manager immediately spoke up for him.

"Come in,"

The manager had barely finished speaking when a man with a flustered expression rushed in.

"Young Master Song, General Manager Song Wei is in trouble!"

"Mr. Song wants you to go to Central Hospital!"

Upon hearing this, Song Wenwu's smile vanished instantly, and a bad feeling immediately popped into his mind!

The news was released at noon, and Song Wei was admitted to the hospital that evening!

In Hong Kong, there are only a handful of people who have the power and dare to openly oppose the Song family!

Among them, that one was the most blatant in its actions!

Song Wenwu pondered for a moment, then spoke to the underling who had just entered.

"Get all the bodyguards here,"

Upon hearing this, the younger brother immediately nodded and prepared to make the arrangements, but just as he reached the door, he heard Song Wenwu speak again.

"Remember, tell them not to just bring pistols, but also heavy weapons!"

The younger brother nodded and left, while Song Wenwu sat alone in his seat, beginning to ponder the problem.

Almost twenty minutes later, the younger brother returned with a few more people.

"Young Master Song, everyone is here!"

"In addition to pistols, the weapons include the same MP5 submachine guns used by the Flying Tigers. The Rolls-Royce you are riding in has also been specially modified to withstand bullets!"

Upon hearing this, Song Wenwu finally got off the stool.

Just as Song Wenwu's luxury convoy was leaving, in a building across the street, Tian Yangsheng put down his binoculars and asked Tian Yangyi beside him,

"Have you figured out the intelligence?"

In response to Tian Yangsheng's question, Tian Yangyi smiled, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and said...

"I understand,"

"Song Wenwu is openly accompanied by eight armed bodyguards, and there are at least twelve more bodyguards lurking around. I reckon the other side definitely has heavy firepower as well,"

"His car was also bulletproof; if we want to capture him alive, we'll have to use some big guns!"

Upon hearing this, Tian Yangsheng, wearing sunglasses, revealed a cold smile and said...

"Prepare more dump trucks...!"

On the other side, Song Wenwu, who had just arrived at the hospital's emergency room, hadn't even stood up properly when he saw his aunt already crying her eyes out.

Upon seeing him arrive, she immediately ran over, tears streaming down her face, and hugged Song Wenwu's arm, sobbing as she confessed her grievances.

"Wenwu, your cousin is the only one left in his family..."

"Your cousin is crippled too, you have to avenge him...!!!"

Just as Song Wenwu finished comforting his aunt, the light outside the emergency room went out. Seeing the doctor come out, Song Wenwu immediately went up to him and asked...

"Doctor, how is my cousin?!"

When questioned by Song Wenwu, the doctor removed his mask and shook his head, saying...

"Mr. Song, the patient's condition is not good."

"The murderer was very skilled; he severed the patient's tendons in the hands and feet, cut off his tongue, punctured his eardrums, and blinded him!"

Upon hearing this, Song Wei's mother immediately cried out and fainted.

With a gloomy face, Song Wenwu had his younger brother help her to rest, and then asked the doctor...

Is there any chance he can recover?

Faced with this question, the doctor shook his head again and said,

"That's impossible. The murderer used ice to numb and desensitize the patient when severing the tendons in their hands and feet."

"While this may initially alleviate the patient's pain, over time the tendons in their hands and feet will completely die due to the prolonged low temperature!"

After the doctor finished speaking, he told Song Wenwu to be mentally prepared before leaving.

Meanwhile, Song Wenwu, who remained where he was, had long since lost his usual composure. He grabbed one of his henchmen and said...

"I don't care what methods you use, I want to hear the news that the murderer is dead by tomorrow!"

Just as the younger brother was about to explain after hearing this, a group of police officers suddenly appeared in the corridor!

The foreign police superintendent leading the team greeted Song Wenwu with a smile and then asked,

"Mr. Song, has Mr. Song Wei offended anyone recently?"

“We’ve examined the scene. The killer’s methods were very sophisticated; nothing was left at the scene except for the victim’s bloodstains!”

Upon hearing this, Song Wenwu really wanted to say that it was Mo Ran who did it!

But given Mo Ran's current status in Hong Kong, even if the foreigners don't have absolute evidence, they can't touch him!

On the contrary, if the police came at this time, it would easily provoke Mo Ran into a desperate act. Thinking of this, Song Wenwu controlled his anger and said,

"My cousin has been busy with business lately and rarely goes out, so there's no possibility that he's offended anyone!"

"If there is one, it must be a business competitor!"

The foreign police superintendent was actually quite clear-headed; there were only two people in Hong Kong who dared to take action against the Song family!

And only one person could do something as annihilating an entire family in one fell swoop!

But Song Wenwu, as the heir of one of the four major families, did not directly point out that Mo Ran was the murderer. Why would a foreigner who just quietly collects money go to trouble Mo Ran?

"Okay, Mr. Song, I will let you know if there are any further developments!"

Please accept my condolences.

After the foreign police superintendent left, Song Wenwu, who was filled with anger, ultimately couldn't suppress his rage.

He kicked a bench in the hallway and cursed "fuck!"

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