On the court, Song Ye actually didn't really faint.
At that time, Xu Zihang picked her up and rushed to the infirmary. He knew halfway through that this was Song Yebu's fault.
Since the murderer was among the crowd, she had an 'attack' in full public view and lured the snake out of its hole.
So after Song Ye entered the infirmary, Xu Zihang immediately released false news, mobilized everyone around him, and staged an empty city strategy, waiting to catch the turtle in the jar.
But when they kicked open the door of the infirmary, they saw that the room was already in a mess.
Song Meimei was pinched by the neck and pressed on the bed. It was obvious that she was taking in less air and outgoing more air. However, Song Ye's face turned red, and he kept increasing the strength in his hands. His cold voice became violent, and he kept asking: "Where's the antidote?"
Xu Zihang's heart skipped a beat, and he rushed forward to grab Song Ye's arm, "Song Ye, what's wrong with you?" He was obviously fine when he was brought in, but why did his kung fu change in such a short time.
But before his hand touched anyone, Song Ye swung his fist and hit Xu Zihang on the chest. The latter groaned and took a few steps back before he could stand still. Seeing Wang Tiechuan When he was about to go up, he quickly stopped the person, "It's very possible that she can't control herself anymore."
The teenagers were stunned and turned their heads blankly, looking at Song Ye who was pushed down by Song Meimei on the bed. Her eyes were red, as if covered with a layer of mist, and her pupils could no longer focus. Everyone was a little unbelievable.
"Boss, boss, what's going on?" Even Wang Tiechuan was stuttering and at a loss.
Xu Zihang did not answer, but his gaze fell on Song Meimei, who was in a panic and wanted to escape. He stepped forward to stop her and asked in a sinister tone, "There was something wrong with the water this morning. Hand over the antidote!"
Song Meimei was frightened, her throat was hoarse, and she kept crying, "I don't know, I really don't know, I don't have any antidote..."
Seeing that she didn't seem to be faking it, Xu Zihang's heart sank and he realized that this matter was far from as simple as it seemed.
Song Ye has too many properties under his control. Although he is usually good at disguising and mostly manipulating things from behind, there is no guarantee that his enemies will target him.
While thinking, a gust of wind suddenly hit his ears. Xu Zihang subconsciously dodged, just barely avoiding the powerful kick. As soon as his hand was released, Song Meimei fell into Song Ye's hands again.
It seemed that the target had been identified in his mind, and Song Ye, who was out of control, still targeted Song Meimei.
"Ah!" With a scream, Song Meimei hit the cabinet hard. With a loud bang, the cabinet collapsed and hit her leg.
Song Meimei screamed, and the blood on her face quickly faded, but looking at Song Ye who was still walking in front of her, she didn't even care to cry. She just lay on the ground and begged for mercy miserably, "Song Ye, I know Wrong, I'm wrong, please, please don't come over. I admit, I was the one who sprinkled pepper on your clothes to hide the needle this morning. I also wanted to scald you with boiling water just now, but other things, really It wasn't me who did it. Song Ye, I was wrong, I never dare to do it again, please, ah..." Before he could finish his confession, Song Ye raised his foot and ran over Song Meimei's leg. Accompanied by the screams, the sound of bones breaking sounded particularly impressive.
Even if he lost consciousness, these punishments were already engraved in Song Ye's bones.
"Antidote..." Squeezing these two words out of his mouth stiffly, Song Ye found that even his words were slowly deteriorating. This feeling of being restrained and controlled was so bad that it made people irritable and uneasy.
She knew that Song Meimei was not the murderer, but she must be connected with the murderer.
Song Meimei had been tortured until she could only breathe. She was twitching all over and wanted to faint immediately. If she was given another chance, she would definitely not provoke Song Ye again. It was too painful and terrible.
The Song Ye in front of her was not the coward she knew, she was a devil!
Outside the house, a strong force broke in. Qu Bai frowned and immediately ordered, "Don't let anyone in, restrain the brat first." He rushed over as soon as he sent Leng Yuexin to apply ice, but he never thought Song Ye will become like this.
He was well-informed and immediately saw that something was wrong. After giving the order, he immediately stepped forward and grabbed Song Ye's arm. Several teenagers around him also took action.
But Song Ye, who had lost his mind, could not tell the difference between friend and foe. In addition, his skills were too strong. Several people were close to him, but he was unable to restrain her. On the contrary, he made everyone miserable.
"Holy shit, who did this brat learn Kung Fu from? His fists are like iron." Qu Bai covered his aching ribs and couldn't help but curse. The suit he was wearing had long since disappeared. After all, he also studied under an expert and was a black belt in Taekwondo. He actually lost to a kid. No matter how he thought about it, he felt disgusted.
Xu Zihang and Wang Tiechuan were even more miserable. Their kung fu was taught by Song Ye. Naturally, they knew that their boss's skills were not even close to each other.
In the end, Qu Bai gritted his teeth, picked up the stool, and yelled, "Get out of the way." He took advantage of Song Ye's unpreparedness and swung it up.
With a snap, the stool hit Song Ye's back and was knocked apart. Finally, Song Ye staggered.
Qu Bai saw the opportunity and rushed forward, pushing Song Ye to the ground. The others also rushed forward and suppressed Song Ye face down.
"Well..." Song Ye groaned, and the pain in her back made her cry out.
Xu Zihang pressed her clenched fist and saw the veins popping out, feeling anxious and painful, "Song Ye! Song Ye! Wake up, Song Ye!"
Others gritted their teeth and looked distressed. Song Ye, their most trusted boss and a girl, was now being pinned to the ground by them in a trapped beast fight. No one could bear to watch.
Just when Qu Bai was about to knock the person unconscious with a hand knife, Song Ye stopped struggling and said in a hoarse voice with a trace of reason, "Give me a pair of scissors and go quickly."
Seeing that she had regained her senses, Qu Bai was slightly startled and relaxed his hand to let her get up.
Wang Tiechuan on the side had quickly rushed to the table, grabbed a pair of medical scissors, and as soon as he turned around and handed it to Song Ye, he saw her stabbing it into his palm without hesitation.
"Song Ye!" Qu Bai was startled. When he saw the blood bursting from Song Ye's palm, his heart tightened and he couldn't help shouting, his voice became a little hoarse.
Everyone was stunned. Seeing Song Ye's forehead covered in sweat from pain and seeing the blood on her hand, they immediately lost their reaction.
It wasn't until Song Ye opened her eyes again and her red eyes regained their clarity that she whispered: "Pain can keep me awake. Mr. Qu, do you know some friends who know about potions? Please help me contact them." "