Qin Song put his hands on the edge of the table. "The entire Demon City, you mean the one that is completely under the control of the Dongyi people, allowing you to burn, kill and plunder?"
"No, no, no, Mr. Qin misunderstood!"
Sang Jun quickly filled the teacup in front of Qin Song with water. "We Dongyi have the most tolerant civilization. Under the leadership and management of Dongyi, the Demon Capital will surely become more and more prosperous."
"very good."
Qin Song nodded, but the next moment, he threw the teacup in front of him to the ground, "I don't want to!"
Sang Jun's face darkened. "Please don't make such a hasty decision, Mr. Qin. Even if you don't consider yourself, you should also consider the brothers of the Mingyue Society."
"roll."
Qin Song spoke lightly, his tone was calm, and there was even a smile on his face.
But every expression and every action of his was telling the other party that this matter was not negotiable!
Sang Jun's face completely gloomy, but before he could say anything, someone hurried in from outside and whispered something in his ear.
Qin Song couldn't hear clearly, but he faintly heard Chu Shaoting's name from the man's mouth. He frowned slightly but quickly relaxed his brows, still admiring his world-famous painting "Little Skylight" without any concern.
"Are you sure?"
Sang Jun's expression changed several times, with a hint of anger emerging, but he took a deep breath to control his anger. When he stood up and faced Qin Song, he acted politely, "Mr. Qin, I still think you should think about it carefully."
"You don't have to rush to give me an answer, like this."
"I still have some small matters to take care of. During this time, I hope you can think more about the brothers who have followed you through thick and thin."
After saying this, Sang Jun walked towards the door.
He said it was a small matter, but his steps were very hurried.
But he still stopped at the door and said, "By the way, I heard that Mr. Qin and the eldest daughter of the Jiao family have a very good relationship. It's a pity that we couldn't invite Miss Jiao to come."
"But Mr. and Mrs. Jiao are next door to you. If Mr. Qin has thought it through, I think you would really like to meet them at this time."
Qin Song narrowed his eyes slightly, his beautiful peach blossom eyes filled with dangerous signals, "Are you threatening me?"
“No, no, no!”
Sang Jun immediately bowed and said, "Mr. Qin, we Dongyi have the greatest sincerity in cooperation. I hope you will not misunderstand me."
"Mr. Qin, don't you hope that lovers will finally get married?"
After saying this, Sang Jun had a look of complacency on his face. He asked someone to lock the door again and left in a hurry.
It was already bright outside.
In the past, at this time of year, the streets of Shanghai were bustling with activity, with a heavy smell of fireworks. The heat waves from the first tray of buns in the breakfast shop would drift from one end of the street to the other, accompanied by fragrance.
But today, the streets were unusually quiet.
Apart from rows of soldiers standing upright, not even a single ordinary citizen could be seen.
Even the shops locked their doors three times inside and three times outside, and only pairs of frightened eyes could be seen from the windows.
"Bang……"
Chu Shaoting dubbed a voice for himself, and the black tube in his hand emitted a heavy metallic luster. In front of the black tube, more than a dozen Dongyi people were forced to kneel on the ground.
They were all trembling, and there were puddles of water on the ground. It was obvious that they were scared out of their wits.
At the end of this group of people, there were two dead bodies. These dozen people were all Dongyi merchants doing business in the Magic City. Chu Shaoting had no psychological pressure at all when killing them.
I also practiced aiming while I was at it.
The door in front of him finally opened, and Sang Jun walked out with a gloomy face, but before he could say anything, Allen Chu slammed the door again.
But this time, it was not him who made the sound, but the black tube in his hand that emitted a wisp of white smoke brought by the heat.
"What a pity, Sang Jun, you came too late. He didn't have to die." Chu Shaoting's face was full of regret. He stood upright and took the towel handed to him by the adjutant, slowly wiping his slender fingers.
It was as if those hands were stained with the blood of the Dongyi people.
It was so dirty that he couldn't stand it!
Sang Jun's expression changed again and again in a short moment, as if he was trying to force himself to smile, but when he recognized the three dead people, he couldn't smile at all.
"Young Marshal Chu, I respect your abilities, but killing our Dongyi merchants for no reason is too much!"
Upon hearing this, Chu Shaoting's face immediately showed a surprised expression, "Not bad, Sang Jun, since you have learned to use idioms, you must have been reading a lot recently, right?"
"Indeed, Lincheng is an ancient city. You have been there for so long, you should have been well influenced by it."
Chu Shaoting had a wicked smile on his face and teased Sang Jun, but he didn't answer any of his questions.
"Master Chu, do you know what you are doing?"
"I know." The anger on Sang Jun's face greatly pleased Chu Shaoting. He threw the towel in his hand to the ground, stepped on it, and when he walked in front of Sang Jun, he realized that the person in front of him was so short.
He looked down upon everyone from top to bottom, with no disguising the mockery in his eyes.
If it were any other opponent, Chu Shaoting might have bent down to meet their gaze, but for the one in front of him, he felt no need. He could only straighten his back and look down from above. "You capture Qin Song, and I kill the Dongyi people. Isn't this unfair?"
"Bang……"
While Chu Shaoting was speaking, there was another loud noise. Chu Shaoting exaggeratedly expressed regret, "What a pity, five minutes are up."
"What on earth do you want to do?!"
"Nothing, just someone."
Chu Shaoting actually had no intention of beating around the bush with Sang Jun. With just a few words, he subsided the playfulness on his face, his eyes frighteningly cold. "Five minutes, as long as I don't see Qin Song. Oh, and my wife's parents, my mother-in-law, and my father-in-law."
"As long as I don't see the three of them standing in front of me unharmed, I will kill one person every five minutes."
"There are still 12 left..." Chu Shaoting held up the black tube and counted nonchalantly, "There are still 12 left, Sang Jun, you have an hour to think about it."
"I don't have anything to do anyway. I'll wait for you."
Before Chu Shaoting could finish his words, someone brought him a comfortable sofa with reclining backs, and placed some cakes and red wine on the table, as if they were ready for a protracted battle.
"I do not understand."
Sang Jun's face flushed red. "Mr. Qin has divided your power in the Magic City and even coveted your wife."
"Why did Young Marshal Chu have to save him?"
Chu Shaoting's current behavior clearly showed that he had torn his face off right from the start, leaving no room for maneuver. Sang Jun couldn't understand it.
Why would he go to such lengths for an enemy?
Chu Shaoting raised his eyebrows and said, "I really hate Qin Song. Because I hate him, I want to capture him and torture him myself. What do you care about me?"
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