Song Ci didn't crush Xie Letian's bones, because Xie Letian picked up the walking stick he was leaning against the bed.
"Bomb?" Song Ci said calmly.
Xie Letian said slowly: "No."
Song Ci glanced at the cane in Xie Letian's hand. It was almost the same style as the previous one. It had a pitch-black body, pink roses, a combination of harshness and gentleness, and it was strangely suitable for Xie Letian.
"Headmaster Song, can you let me go?" Xie Letian said slowly, trying to get up with one hand secretly, "I'm going to make it easier."
Song Ci's anger dissipated in this slightly ridiculous request.
Xie Letian is naked, looks like a large baby, clean except for hair and eyebrows, and has a cane in his hand.
With Xie Letian like this, there is no need to be that angry, more serious than that.
Song Ci stood up holding Xie Letian in his arms, "I'll see Chairman Xie off." He also took Xie Letian's cane with him.
The servants of the Xie family were all silent ghosts. Song Ci carried Xie Letian all the way back to his room. He didn't meet a single person on the way, not a single one. Xie's house was like a haunted house, and the one in his arms was naturally a grieving ghost. .
Xie Letian was in a hurry all the way, and wanted Song Ci to find a random room to put him down, but Song Ci refused, "How dirty."
So when Song Ci put the person at the bathroom door of Xie Letian's room, Xie Letian stood firm and immediately stepped into the bathroom and locked the door.
Song Ci leaned against the bathroom door, playing with Xie Letian's cane.
The roses are beautifully carved, lifelike, budding, and there is a big dewdrop on the petals, protruding slightly, which looks very vivid, Song Ci thoughtfully pressed on the dewdrop.
'bass'
The blade at the bottom of the walking stick was bright and sharp, Song Ci turned the stick upside down, wiped the blade lightly with his fingertips, and sighed in his heart: What a good knife.
When Xie Letian came out, he was wearing a silver satin nightgown, which probably belonged to the bathroom. Seeing Song Ci playing with his cane with a hidden weapon, he said calmly, "Does Warden Song like it?"
Song Ci flicked his cane, the sound of wind piercing through the air came, the tip of the knife was right between Xie Letian's eyebrows, Xie Letian was indifferent, in fact Song Ci shot too fast, he was frightened stupid, if he hadn't just urinated, maybe He was so scared that he peed his pants, and his face was already pale, so he couldn't see any more whiteness.
This appearance fell into Song Ci's eyes, and Song Ci couldn't help but praise in his heart: Good man.
Although this person is alive physically, his mind is extremely powerful and noble, so it is only natural that he has a little temper.
Song Ci took back his cane, and said to Xie Letian, "How do you put it in?" He studied it for a long time, but he still couldn't figure it out.
"I can't take it back," Xie Letian walked slowly to the side of the bed and sat down, "How can I take it back when it's out of its sheath?"
Song Ci nodded, "Not bad."
Xie Letian was wrapped in a silver pajamas and sat on the bed, his complexion may have been exposed to the sun, it was a little red, and his face was peachy, but it had a bit of glamour, he looked like a corpse.
Song Ci's trip this time was to threaten to make peace, he threatened Xie Letian, and Xie Letian made peace with him.
But judging by Xie Letian's attitude, I'm afraid this 'and' cannot be discussed.
Tuqiong saw that it was hard to get the dagger out of its sheath, Song Ci thought to himself: That's it, it's not bad.
Song Ci raised his hand. I don't know how much strength he used. When he pushed down hard, the cane penetrated into the marble floor, and the black marble shattered like a spider's web into colorful patterns.
Xie Letian knew that he was capable of kicking people's heads to pieces with one kick, so he wasn't very surprised. He just said indifferently: "Director Song, I will send the repair bill to Zhongding."
"Don't send it," Song Ci left with his hands behind his back, waved his hands, and said very coolly, "No compensation!"
After Song Ci left, Xie's obedient came up, three or four of them worked together and failed to pull the walking stick out of the ground. Xie Letian was also speechless, and simply ordered someone to pry away the whole piece of marble.
Song Ci went to Xie's house and knew that Xie Letian couldn't be kind any longer, the knot had already been knotted, and if he couldn't untie it, he would die, which was a bit difficult.
Song Ci thought that although it was not easy for him to kill Xie Letian, it was not impossible.
The problem is, he doesn't want to kill Xie Letian.
This person lives so hard, he almost regards "living" as his career, and he lives very well. What is good in Song Ci's heart is not that Xie Letian is now powerful and powerful, but an indescribable goodness, that is, happiness .
Song Ci thinks that Xie Letian lives happily and appreciates his way of living.
Xie Letian, he has no intention of dying, and he also wants to continue living. Song Ci is still figuring out how to do it.
Before Song Ci could figure it out, trouble came.
The goods on the Yandong line were burned, he made a mistake, his voice kept shaking when he called, "Prison, warden, this matter is evil, could it be the surname He..."
Song Ci thought he was going to talk about He Yuansheng, but Yan Dong continued with a trembling voice: "The one surnamed He will die with peace."
"Shut up." Song Ci couldn't take it anymore, Xin Dao said that if his boss hadn't kept him, he would have been kicked to death.
Perhaps it was because of Yan Dong's stupidity that the superiors felt at ease.
Song Ci hung up the phone, hailed a car and went directly to He Yuansheng's hospital. He was a few steps late, and He Yuansheng had been discharged from the hospital half a month ago.
The doctor does not recommend leaving the hospital, and He Yuansheng will be discharged even if he dies.
Song Ci changed his way and went to He's house.
The bodyguards at the door of He's house tightly blocked people from entering, saying that Mr. He was too sick to get out of bed and see no guests.
Unable to use a knife or a gun in broad daylight, Song Ci held a cigarette in his hand and looked up. He Zhai is a four-story mansion with a huge area, surrounded by a wall several meters high, with metal spikes erected on the wall. horns, like spears of guarded soldiers.
Song Ci stepped back slowly, and the bodyguards looked at him inexplicably.
Song Ci retreated for about ten meters, and then he started to run. After a short run-up, he climbed up the fence of He Zhai like an agile big cat in full view of everyone, turned over and jumped into the courtyard, lightly He fell to the ground, stood up and brushed the creases on his trousers.
"Mr. Song!" The bodyguards panicked, and Mr. He said that if Song Ci came, he must not be allowed in, so he hurried forward to stop them.
Song Ci said lightly: "Get out of the way."
The aura emanating from his body was not vicious, but rather terrifying. The bodyguards did not dare to move. They stopped him, but they couldn't.
Song Ci briskly went up the stairs by himself, opened one by one to check, and finally saw He Yuansheng in the end room on the third floor. He Ling was sitting by the bed and feeding He Yuansheng with water. The door was suddenly pushed open, and she was scared With a jump and a shake of his hand, all the water in the spoon splashed on He Yuansheng's chin, "Dad!"
Song Ci smiled playfully, and said loudly, "Mr. He, I'm here to see you."
He Yuansheng was so ill at home that his mind was a little confused, and it took him a while to react when He Ling splashed water on his chin, so he didn't realize that Song Ci was coming until Song Ci stood in front of him, his eyes suddenly shot out hatred, and his mouth He muttered and wanted to speak, but his mouth was crooked and his mouth slanted, but he couldn't speak clearly. He just drooled a lot.
"Father." He Ling flusteredly took a handkerchief and wiped He Yuansheng's face. She didn't know what to say to comfort He Yuansheng, so she could only gently pat He Yuansheng's chest, "Take a deep breath, Dad."
Song Ci glanced at He Ling.
He Ling has long black hair, a thin figure, and snow-white skin. She turned her head and glanced at Song Ci, and immediately trembled with fright. The appearance of not wanting to die, a trace of hatred rose from the fear.
The father and daughter shared the same hatred, one looked at the ground, the other stared at Song Ci, but neither could speak.
Seeing He Yuansheng's half-dead appearance, Song Ci knew that he was probably not the one in charge, so he said directly: "Mr. He, who burned Yan Dong's goods?"
He Yuansheng stared at Song Ci with a pair of cloudy eyes. He is so sick that he is not afraid of death. Song Ci wants to drive him out. If he is afraid again, he will live for more than seventy years in vain!
"Looking at your expression, you know the truth." Song Ci didn't care about He Yuansheng's distorted and resentful expression. There were too many people who hated him, and he couldn't care less. "It's better to say or to write, choose."
He Yuansheng exhausted all his strength, and made a "bah" mouth shape with all his strength. He didn't have the strength, so he spat all on his chin. He Ling called Dad again in a mournful voice, and wiped it carefully for him.
"Mr. He, I respect women very much," Song Ci said slowly, with his hands behind his back and a meticulous suit on his body. He looked like an upright and polite gentleman, "I kill both men and women."
He Ling froze for a moment, shrank back to the edge of the bed, mustered up the courage to turn around and said loudly: "What are you going to do? You, do you want to break the law?"
Song Ci didn't even look at her, but continued to stare at He Yuansheng and said, "The last time I came here, I saw that Mr. He has many children."
He Yuansheng was filled with sorrow, Xie Letian was right, Song Ci wanted to - 'kill them all'!
There was the sound of light and heavy footsteps behind him, starting lightly, landing heavily, feeling weak, Song Ci immediately turned around and blurted out: "Chairman Xie."
Le Tian was urgently urged by the system to save the hostess, his face was turning blue when he climbed the stairs, and he had to force himself to calm down in front of Song Ci, "Why is Warden Song visiting the sick with nothing?"
Song Ci suddenly felt blessed, "Is it you?"
Le Tian smiled, and said to He Ling who was trembling behind Song Ci: "Ah Ling, go and ask the servant to bring some fruit."
He Ling stood up without saying a word, walked around Song Ci, walked to Xie Letian, looked at Xie Letian with beautiful eyes, and worried.
"Go." Xie Letian smiled, with a reassuring calmness exuding from his sick face.
After He Ling went down, Song Ci also walked up to Xie Letian, and looked down at Xie Letian's cane, "What is it today, a bomb or a blade?"
"Come to visit, of course be kind." Xie Letian took out a small box from the inner pocket of his suit and opened it in front of Song Ci. Inside the box was an exquisite jadeite Guanyin statue. "The merciful and compassionate Guanyin." The cane slowly walked in front of He Yuansheng.
Seeing him, He Yuansheng seemed to regain some strength, "Thank you, thank you..."
I don't know if they are calling Xie Letian's name, or thanking Xie Letian for visiting.
Le Tian gave He Yuansheng a look at the Avalokitesvara statue in his hand, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Mr. He, Avalokitesvara will protect you from illness and disaster."
He Yuansheng struggled to show a smile-like expression.
Song Ci turned around, walked behind Xie Letian, put his hands on Xie Letian's shoulders, his thick eyelashes drooped, and said softly, "Chairman Xie is angry with me?"
Xie Letian said lightly: "How do you say that?"
Song Ci rubbed his shoulders very gently, with a lingering tone, "Last time... didn't I just touch him a few more times, and it hurt you? You don't look good when you see me."
He Yuansheng listened to Song Ci's flirtatious and first-class words on the hospital bed, and he was still talking to his ally Xie Letian. He felt depressed in his chest and breathed loudly, almost out of breath.
Xie Letian smiled, "Prisoner Song, you speak like this, as if we know each other very well."
"Aren't you familiar?" Song Ci lowered his face, his lips were almost pressed against Xie Letian's neck, "I've hugged and touched him, but I'm still not familiar? You have to be married to be called familiar?"
"Hmm, cough, cough!" He Yuansheng coughed violently on the bed, his upper body bouncing violently.
Xie Letian glanced at Song Ci, stretched out his hand and pressed the ambulance bell unhurriedly, he raised the cane in his hand, Song Ci was wary of his hand holding the cane, but unexpectedly, Xie Letian had the other hand that was empty. His hand suddenly slapped his face, and he slapped him hard and loudly. He Ling, who brought fruit at the door, was startled, screamed and shook his hand.
The orange oranges on the plate rolled to Song Ci's feet, and Song Ci chuckled, "That's right, quite strong."
The next moment, He Ling screamed again, and Song Ci picked up Xie Letian. He Ling tremblingly wanted to go up to stop him, but was frightened away by Song Ci's look.
Xie Letian was carried by him, but he didn't say a word, his hand was still clenched with a cane, his head was down and he was dizzy, Song Ci walked quickly, walking downstairs like the wind, his footsteps were Stop in the courtyard.
A dozen of Xie's followers were pointing guns at the door where he came out.
"I said it before I came in..." Xie Letian's weak voice came from Song Ci's back, "If you kill one, I will give him 50 million. If you kill the two of us, I will give him all the property of the Xie family."
Song Ci looked at the dozen or so black gun muzzles in front of him, curled his mouth slightly, raised his hand and patted Xie Letian's buttocks, and found that Xie Letian's buttocks were full of elasticity, but found another advantage, and said with emotion: "Chairman Xie, 5000 Wan, it's too little."
"We are friends," Xie Letian said slowly, "so... this is the friendship price."
Song Ci laughed, "Chairman Xie, I really... like you more and more."