Song Ye's last phone call is now a nightmare that Wang Tiechuan thinks of every night. When he said ten minutes, he could clearly hear Song Ye's sigh, which was an anxiety he had never heard before.
In their minds, Song Ye was strong, indestructible, and could overcome any difficulties, so her death was still unacceptable to him.
But he remembered her words and had been by Qin Zhan's side for so many days. He could feel that Song Ye's last wish was to protect his beloved.
So during Song Ye's brief absence, he became Qin Zhan's solid shield.
Faced with the unknown life and death of Song Ye, the brothers of the Night Gang urgently needed an outlet to vent their anger and sadness in the form of blood and death.
"I know this won't help, but please don't stop us. This is the bottom line we can restrain ourselves from." Wang Tiechuan explained, his voice stiff and uncompromising. In fact, if Qin Zhan's people were not in control of the home court, all seven major families would have become a sea of blood.
Qin Zhan smelled the smell of blood on these Ye Gang brothers and nodded silently, which was regarded as tacit approval.
Mr. Luo, who was following closely, was startled. He hurriedly took a few steps forward to speak, but was stopped. He could only shout anxiously, "Azhan, these family heads have been injured. Even if they live, they will not live long. Why bother with another killing? Aren’t the losses suffered by both sides heavy enough?”
At this time, the head of the Zheng family who was kneeling on the ground also retorted, "We are all people with one foot in the coffin. Aren't you afraid of being punished by God for doing this? And it was you who started this matter from the beginning, for mutual benefit. , we can't just watch you destroy the strange stone. Now that we have lost and the strange stone has been destroyed, what else do you have to be dissatisfied with."
He was still feeling aggrieved when he thought that he, the majestic head of the family, had managed hundreds of thousands of superpowers operating around the world and enjoyed a lofty status, but now he had become a prisoner overnight and the empire was destroyed.
There was a sudden click behind him, the sound of a bullet being loaded, and then Zhao Chongbin fired without saying a word.
With a bang, the bullet passed directly through the back of the head, leaving a bright red blood stain on the head.
The other family heads were frightened and subconsciously avoided the corpse that was slowly falling. Zhao Chongbin stepped forward first, stepped on the dead Zheng family head, and fired several more shots until his head was completely destroyed. Sieved.
"You deserve to die." Zhao Chongbin's fair face was tense, his eyes were filled with terrible red bloodshot eyes, and the veins in the hand holding the muzzle of the gun bulged, revealing his inner peace at the moment.
In fact, these senior members of the Night Gang are on the verge of losing control.
Even Qin Zhan's subordinates felt frightened when they saw Zhao Chongbin's state.
"No, no, brothers, please calm down. The war is over. We are prisoners. We can take actions to atone for our sins, but please don't kill anyone anymore. If you kill us like this, your reputation will not be good if it spreads." Headed by the Zhang family. The few old guys here are aware of current affairs, admitted their mistakes and woke everyone up, which is not in line with the rules of the road. Because it is normal to sacrifice and shed blood in battle, and after the end, treating the enemy is equivalent to dealing with an unarmed and vulnerable group. The general rules are to imprison or use them for one's own use.
"Yes, yes, although our people have no special powers, they have been trained all year round and their skills are very good. I believe they will be your help." Several other people immediately acted according to the situation and begged for mercy. I believe no one took the lead. People don't want to increase their own strength.
But obviously this topic was not accepted. Xu Zihang put the muzzle of the gun to a person's head, his stern face full of murderous aura, "Each of you has Song Ye's blood on your hands. If Song Ye dies, No, you don’t deserve to live either.”
He didn't even blink when he pulled the trigger.
At this time, they realized that the negotiation was hopeless. The others panicked and placed all their hopes on Mr. Luo.
"Dad, Dad, you must save me. I don't want to die. I know I was wrong. I will never disobey you again. Dad, please save me!" Luo Qi, a grown man, cried with runny noses. In tears, I knelt on the ground and almost kowtowed to admit my mistake.
"Son... A-Zhan, that's your biological uncle. You can't treat him like this. Just treat him like a grandfather. Can you please ask Song Ye's people to let him go? From now on, you can let him be a cow or a horse." It's okay, just spare him this time." At this time, Mr. Luo couldn't hold his airs any longer. He really didn't expect that Song Ye would have such an ordinary person under his control at such a young age, and he would be so vicious. Leave a little leeway.
"Grandpa, your son was also there at the time, and he spared no effort to get rid of me." Qin Zhan did not look back at the old man, but turned his eyes to the sinkhole in front of him, and then took the gun from Wang Tiechuan's hand, speaking slowly And Hua Hua said, "If I can't find anyone, I will kill ten people a day. If she dies, all seven major families will be buried with her."
After the words fell, several gunshots were fired, bang bang bang, all of which were aimed at several people on the ground. Then, amid Mr. Luo's frightened shouts, all these emperors who had claimed dominance for decades died on the hillside, along with Luo Qi. There were five people in total.
At that time, everyone understood that Qin Zhan was not calm or had a good psychological quality.
Perhaps he was the one who knew best that Song Ye was dead, so he went completely crazy and really wanted to bring the whole world to bury the dead girl with him.
Half a month after Mr. Luo was imprisoned, the search and rescue team opened up a gap in the ten-meter-deep soil layer. What was exposed under the broken soil layer was actually full of emerald green color. Experts who knew the goods were shocked on the spot. He exclaimed, "This is the best imperial green. It has been refined for thousands of years."
But he turned into a monster and eventually tricked Song Ye to death.
That day, Qin Zhan stood on the edge of the tiankeng and looked at the jade stones everywhere. There was no joy in his eyes. From morning to night, he stood there quietly watching the pieces of jade being pushed away, searching for those who might be buried. Song Ye in a certain corner.
On this day, Shao Yichen, Xinyue and others, as well as Yunhua and Yuan Song, who had received news from Shishi City in Country Z, were all present.
Yunhua touched his slightly protruding belly, crying and praying to God, "You must live, Xiaoye, you must live. The child, my sister's child, is still waiting for you to name her."
Although half a month had passed, Song Ye's death had already become a definite fact, but without seeing the body, everyone refused to admit this fact.