Chapter 253 Death of Song Yunting
Qiao Yanxin's heart almost jumped out of her throat and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
She said in horror: "Song Yunting, if you kill me, you will be finished."
It was Song Yunting's first time committing a crime and robbery, and he was actually very panicked.
He knew that if he stabbed her with this knife, Qiao Yanxin would be finished, but he would also become a real murderer.
Song Yunting: "Qiao Yanxin, you forced me to do this!
I just spent a little bit of your money, and you are deliberately trying to destroy me!
Why are you so vicious? Why are you so petty? ”
At the same time, Ji Jinzhong's men had quietly blocked both ends of the alley.
Ji Jinzhong was staring at Song Yunting's every move with a high-powered telescope from a distance.
As long as he stabbed the knife in his hand into Qiao Yanxin's neck, Ji Jinzhong's men would immediately come up and capture Song Yunting. In this case, only death would be waiting for Song Yunting.
The unbearable past of his previous life came to his mind. Qiao Yanxin's eyes felt hot and sour, and he asked angrily, "Song Yunting, is that all the money you owe me?
You can never repay me for what you owe me in your lifetime! ”
Her tone was sad and desperate, yet filled with endless hatred. Song Yunting was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Qiao Yanxin's hatred for him to be so deep.
"Qiao Yanxin, you hate me, but I hate you even more!
Follow me! ”
Song Yunting dragged Qiao Yanxin into the shop, and then he closed the back door and bolted it.
The sharp knife in his hand was against Qiao Yanxin's fair neck. If Qiao Yanxin moved even a little, he would take her life.
In front of the shop is a narrow old street with few pedestrians.
Song Yunting did not intend to take Qiao Yanxin's life now, although he wanted to kill her very much.
But before killing her, he wants to use her to threaten Ji Yanli to send him safely to the ferry to Xiangjiang.
That’s right, Song Yunting had known for a long time that Ji Jinzhong was always watching him and knew that he would never let him go to Hong Kong, so he did the opposite.
Whoever walks into the shop today, whether it is Qiao Yanxin or Ji Weiwei, he will capture them and use them as a threat in exchange for the opportunity to escape to Hong Kong.
Song Yunting held Qiao Yanxin at knifepoint as he walked out of the front door of the store, retreating step by step towards the street corner.
Qiao Yanxin suddenly cried out in surprise. Song Yunting trembled in shock and asked angrily, "What are you yelling about?"
Just as Song Yunting was distracted, a sharp blade flew out from the eaves next to him and stabbed straight into Song Yunting's shoulder. Song Yunting felt pain, his arm dropped, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang".
Qiao Yanxin took the opportunity to escape from Song Yunting's clutches.
Ji Yanli rushed out of the window of a shop nearby like an agile leopard, and kicked Song Yunting to the ground with a flying kick.
Several public security comrades quickly rushed out from the shops on both sides and controlled Song Yunting.
Ji Yanli pulled Qiao Yanxin into his arms and looked at her nervously.
"My dear, you are not hurt, are you?"
Only then did Qiao Yanxin feel her whole body go limp, as if she had no strength left.
She shook her head gently and said, "I'm fine."
Ji Yanli carefully checked her neck and saw that she was indeed not injured. His tense heart finally relaxed.
Ji Yanli and Qiao Yanxin had long seen through the vicious intentions of Song Yunting and Ji Jinzhong.
When Chen Rui called Qiao Yanxin to ask her to go with her to choose a gift for Old Mrs. Ji, Ji Yanli knew that Ji Jinzhong was about to take action.
So he immediately took his men to ambush in the shops on both sides.
"Yanxin, I'll take you to the car to rest for a while."
Ji Yanli bent down and picked up Qiao Yanxin. Qiao Yanxin leaned on Ji Yanli's solid chest, and her heart gradually calmed down.
Song Yunting stared at the backs of the two men, his anger mixed with overwhelming hatred. He roared unwillingly: "Qiao Yanxin, you hurt me, you will not die well!"
Ji Yanli turned around, his eyes as cold as ice.
"Song Yunting, you will die a miserable death now!"
At this moment, Ji Weiwei rushed out like a mad female leopard, shouting in a shrill voice: "Don't hurt Song Yunting! Song Yunting is innocent!
He hasn't done anything wrong! He didn't hurt anyone! ”
Chen Rui followed closely behind her.
"Weiwei, don't go over there!"
The moment he saw Ji Weiwei, hope rekindled in Song Yunting's heart.
"Weiwei! It was Qiao Yanxin who set me up, I didn't harm anyone!
Weiwei, only you can save me now! ”
Ji Weiwei suddenly took out a pistol from her pocket. This was the spare pistol that Ji Jinzhong kept at home. Ji Weiwei stole it today and secretly hid it on her body.
Ji Weiwei pointed the gun in her hand at Qiao Yanxin and said hatefully: "Qiao Yanxin, I want you to die!"
"Bang--!"
Ji Weiwei cried out in pain and fell to her knees.
Her gun was not as fast as Ji Yanli's. Ji Yanli's bullets hit the target every time and hit Ji Weiwei's wrist.
The moment the gunshot rang out, Chen Rui was petrified. She rushed to Ji Weiwei desperately and cried, "Weiwei, your hand is injured. Mom will take you to the hospital..."
Who would have thought that Ji Weiwei would do something crazy. She picked up the fallen pistol with her other hand, pointed the black muzzle directly at Chen Rui's temple, and then screamed wildly at the police officer who was holding Song Yunting: "Release Song Yunting, or I will shoot this woman!"
Chen Rui was almost going crazy, she was heartbroken and desperate, but Ji Weiwei was her most beloved daughter.
"Weiwei, I'm your mother!"
Ji Jinzhong saw through the telescope that Song Yunting had held Qiao Yanxin hostage and was captured by the police, and he felt very proud.
Since Ji Yanli had taken action for him, he naturally didn't have to take any action.
Just as he was about to retreat quietly, he saw Ji Weiwei rushing out.
Then we saw Ji Weiwei putting a gun to Chen Rui's head for Song Yunting.
Ji Jinzhong was so shocked that he was speechless. He couldn't believe what the hell he had given birth to.
He can no longer be invisible.
Ji Weiwei screamed out of control again: "Let Song Yunting go! Otherwise I will pull the trigger!
I order you to release Song Yunting immediately! ”
Ji Yanli looked at Ji Weiwei coldly. Qiao Yanxin leaned on Ji Yanli's chest, also without saying a word.
Song Yunting was controlled by two public security comrades on the left and right. He twisted his body frantically trying to get away.
Ji Weiwei completely lost control and cried out in tears: "Let Song Yunting go, or I will really shoot..."
Ji Jinzhong had already rushed over and picked up a pistol. He endured the great grief and pointed the gun at Ji Weiwei.
"Ji Weiwei, let go of your mother!
Otherwise, I will kill you with my own hands! ”
He could never have imagined that the daughter he had raised with great care would one day kill her mother for a man.
Worse than beasts!
Ji Weiwei's eyes flashed with crazy flames, and she cried out in tears: "Dad, I don't want to hurt Mom either. As long as you let them release Song Yunting, I will let Mom go!"
"Bang--!"
Ji Jinzhong fired a shot into the air in anger. He said with a heartbroken tone, "Ji Weiwei, I'll count to three. If you don't move the gun away, I'll kill you!"
It’s better not to have a daughter like this.
"three!"
"two!"
"Bang--!"
Before Ji Jinzhong could even shout "one", one of the police officers opened fire. This comrade wanted to imitate Ji Yanli and hit Ji Weiwei's wrist to force her to put down the gun.
However, his shooting skills were not as accurate as Ji Yanli's, and he accidentally hit Ji Weiwei's eye.
Seeing his only hope shattered, Song Yunting cursed in despair, "Idiot!"
Obviously, he was calling Ji Weiwei an idiot.
After being shot, Ji Weiwei instinctively shot at the police officer who fired the shot.
"Bang--!"
A deafening gunshot rang out, and the bullet shot out of the barrel at a terrifying speed, hitting Song Yunting directly in the middle of his eyebrows.
Who would have thought that Ji Weiwei's shot would actually hit the man she loved the most but who had hurt her the most - Song Yunting!
A bloody hole exploded between Song Yunting's eyebrows, and sticky brain matter mixed with broken bones splattered all over the ground.
His fingers spasmed as he dug into the cracks in the floor, his throat made a "ho ho" sound, and blue-gray blood vessels bulged on his pale neck.
As tears of blood slid from the corners of his eyes into his temples, his bloody fingertips curled up in the direction of Ji Yanli and Qiao Yanxin.
In the last moments of his life, the name he most wanted to call out was "Qiao Yanxin".
Unfortunately, he never had another chance.
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