The other party: "This time you insisted that I act on the street, hurting many innocent people, and a little girl died."
Mrs. Song sneered: "Would you be resigned and annoyed because of a little girl in your line of work?"
The other party: "If I take your money to kill someone, it means you kill someone. You don't feel guilty at all?"
Mrs. Song snorted: "I'm ashamed! Isn't it just that a daughter died?"
She didn't likewise die a daughter!
"Yang Yuhui, you are really a poisonous scorpion." Suddenly, Song Wuyou's cold voice sounded.
Mrs. Song was startled, her eyes kept shooting around, but there was no one there.
She frowned slightly, strange, I seemed to hear that bitch talking just now.
"Hey, I'm going to play cards now, you want to get the final payment, bring Song Wuyou's head to me!" Madam Song said loudly to the man on the other end of the phone.
"Aren't you afraid that your head will fall first?" The voice this time was colder than before.
It wasn't a man's voice, but Song Wuyou's voice.
Mrs. Song was startled and turned around quickly.
He stared at Song Wuyou who came out of a big tree in horror.
She knows everything
Song Wuyou walked over step by step, his eyes were cold.
Seeing Song Wuyou like this, Mrs. Song's heart trembled slightly, as if she was the female devil who came to take her own head.
"Song Wuyou?"
Song Wuyou stopped five meters away from her, and looked at him coldly: "I'm not dead, are you disappointed?"
Mrs. Song was terrified when things were exposed.
But she took pride in not showing it in front of Song Wuyou.
"Yes, quite disappointed!" Mrs. Song stared at Song Wuyou coldly.
Song Wuyou's expression was cold, "Even if you don't like me, even if I'm not your biological daughter, you don't hate me so much, you want to ask a killer to kill me? Yang Yuhui, how should I call you mom when I was young? Are you so cruel?"
"Bah! I don't care for you as my daughter? That's right, I hate you! When I know you are there, I hate you to death! When I see you, I think of Song Nan's betrayal and cheating , I can’t wait to strangle you to death! Especially when you marry Young Master Gu, it makes me sad and I hate you even more. I curse you to die soon in my dreams! You are hard-fated, you can’t die in two car accidents! You can’t die Forget it, why did you kill me, Jiumei? I asked the killer to kill you, not because I hate you, but because I want to avenge Jiumei!" Mrs. Song looked at Song Wuyou ferociously, her eyes were cold and her expression was distorted.
"I didn't kill Song Jiumei!" Song Wuyou said, "She died of syphilis."
"Bah! Jiumei is not that kind of woman!"
"Yang Yuhui, you fucking failed to kill me, but killed a little girl and injured four people."
"So what?"
"You killed someone."
"So what if I kill someone?"
Song Wuyou sneered: "If you kill someone, you will pay with your life."
"If I die, I will drag you to the bottom!" Mrs. Song suddenly rushed towards Song Wuyou, and at the same time, she took out a small knife from her bag.
Song Wuyou quickly dodged before she pounced on her, but at this moment, several policemen rushed out from nowhere and stepped forward to stop Mrs. Song.
Mrs. Song was shocked, and then struggled desperately: "Let me go! Let me go!"
"Yang Yuhui, the evidence of your murder is solid, now I want to take you back to the police station." A policeman said.
"What conclusive evidence? I didn't kill anyone, it was those gangsters who did it!"
"Don't deny it anymore. No matter how much you deny it, it will be futile."