Is he scared?
He has nothing to be afraid of.
He recalled his cold lips and looked at Ya Tong, "You hit me! Ya Tong, shoot me!"
Yatong screamed, her fingers trembling. When she saw the complete darkness in Song Cheng's heart, her heart began to tremble.
Song Cheng looked at her reaction and laughed even more terribly. Suddenly, his elbow stretched out and hit Yatong hard in the abdomen.
Yatong's face turned pale with pain and she wailed unconsciously. It was just a matter of a second.
Song Cheng had already snatched the gun, and a strong murderous intent emerged from his eyes.
After Ya Tong reacted, she ignored the pain and quickly stepped forward to block him. "Song Cheng, what are you doing? Don't kill him! He's just a child!"
"Bitch, get out! I'll kill that little bastard first, and then I'll come up and torture you slowly!" Song Cheng slapped him, and Ya Tong was immediately knocked to the ground. The strong dizziness made her unable to open her eyes.
When she opened her eyes, she heard gunshots downstairs.
She rolled over and got up, stumbling down the stairs, but in her panic, she rolled down the stairs.
After she rolled down the stairs and raised her head to get used to the dizziness, she saw a pool of blood on the ground. She was immediately frightened and screamed, "Ah."
On the sofa in the hall downstairs, Song Lingchen frowned and grabbed his calf.
Blood was streaming down his calf. He was talking to his father when the frantic uncle rushed down and shot him.
He was still on the phone. The receiver was hanging on the armrest of the sofa, the connected phone line flickering.
Song Cheng had bloodshot eyes and a ferocious face; the devil was approaching him.
Song Lingchen pulled his calf pitifully and stared at him fiercely.
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