C362 Wreath
C362 Wreath
Soong Yi felt very good about it. He felt like he was the winner, and he nodded his head arrogantly.
"Take me in. This is the gift I brought to Grandpa Song." Soong Yi said.
Zhong Xueshan saw that Soong Yi was holding a flower basket in his hand. The flower basket was made in a very different way. It was round and there were white strips hanging on both sides of the basket. The words' Soong Yi's toast 'were written on it.
A trace of extreme anger flashed across Zhong Xueshan's eyes, because this flower basket was also a wreath for anyone who saw it. The Soong Family actually used this kind of thing to visit the wounded.
Soong Yi chuckled, obviously not putting Zhong Xueshan's anger in his eyes.
"Alright Young Master Soong, thank you for your concern for my father." Zhong Xueshan held his breath and led the way with a sorrowful expression.
Looking at the expression of his dead father, Soong Yi knew that Zhong Jiuzhen was most likely dead. Sure enough, after entering the room, Zhong Jiuzhen was coughing violently beside the bed. Soong Yi deliberately looked forward and was shocked.
There was a lot of blood in the bowl.
Zhong Jiuzhen coughed for a long time and the blood in her mouth gurgled out. Soong Yi smiled very sweetly in his heart, but his face showed sympathy until Zhong Jiuzhen trembled and laid down. Soong Yi said.
"Elder Zhong, why are your injuries so serious?"
Zhong Jiuzhen did not say anything. She pointed at her throat and made a few gurgling sounds. His face was full of injuries from the explosion. He looked especially scary. He was a fierce man of his generation, but he could not even speak.
Would he still be alive if he was like this? What was the point of living? Soong Yi sucked in a breath of cold air. This was the outcome of a loser. It was right for him to come and visit Zhong Jiuzhen. This was a vivid negative example.
There was an unpleasant smell in the room. At this time, an old man who looked like a doctor hurriedly walked in with a medicine box in his hand. After using an instrument to examine it, he shook his head and said, "Get ready for the funeral. I'm afraid that you won't live for more than a few days."
"Shut up. What the hell are you talking about?!" Zhong Xueshan, who was standing at the side, completely exploded. He winked at the doctor and said, "You take a good look at it again?!"
The doctor was so scared that he trembled. He looked at Soong Yi vigilantly and then gave Zhong Jiuzhen a simple look. He hurriedly corrected himself, "There is still hope, there is still hope. Uncle Zhong, I will leave now."
As he said that, the doctor walked out in a panic.
There was a smell of blood in the room. Soong Yi secretly sneered. Clearly, the illness was beyond cure, but he still f * cking lied to this young master that he could still be saved. All of this happened to me. Do you want to keep it a secret or not? What era was it?
Soong Yi was an extremely ruthless person. He saw that Zhong Jiuzhen was on the verge of death after being blown up by the bomb. He made up his mind that once he returned, he would immediately launch an attack on the Zhong Family. He would take back all the shops controlled by the Zhong Family. After this village, there would be no more shops like this.
As for the Zhong Family, they were in a constant state of anxiety. They definitely wouldn't be in the mood to fight for territory with the Soong Family. They had been fighting for territory for so many years, and finally, the Soong Family won.
"Since the old man can't speak anymore, I won't disturb him anymore. How about this? I'll take my leave now. If there's anything you need, remember to inform the Soong Family."
Soong Yi had never felt so relaxed before. In the future, the Soong Family would be able to do whatever they wanted in the Underground World of Yanjing.
That Zhong Xueshan didn't even have the slightest bit of temper when he gave him the wreath. The bones of the Zhong Family were almost negligible.
All of this was arranged by Soong Zhongping. Even after Soong Yi entered the Zhong Family, he had been using the most advanced communication equipment in the world to communicate with Soong Zhongping. Soong Zhongping was able to receive all the information about the Zhong Family at the same time.
"Alright, the Zhong Family is finished." After Soong Yi heard his father's comments, he felt relieved and cut off the connection. Soong Yi walked towards the Porsche, but at this moment, many bodyguards suddenly appeared in the courtyard of the Zhong Family. Each of them had a strong back and a strong waist. They surrounded him.
"You, what are you doing?" Soong Yi tried to turn on the communication device again as he stepped back. He wanted to report to Soong Zhongping as soon as possible.
Soong Yi's expression changed dramatically. What was the meaning of this? Kidnapping in broad daylight? Impossible?
Because those bodyguards suddenly rushed over and snatched the earphones from his ear. Then, they ruthlessly stepped on the ground and crushed them into pieces.
"What are you doing? Help!" Soong Yi finally cried out like a pig being slaughtered.
"Help!" Soong Yi shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Piak! Piak! Piak!"
The sound of clapping came from afar. Zhong Xueshan walked over. His expression was calm and disdainful. There was no trace of his previous humility.
"Shout! Continue shouting! See if anyone can hear me!" Zhong Xueshan said.
"Zhong Xueshan, what do you want to do?" Soong Yi shouted.
"Nothing. Think about how many people have you killed in this world. Can you count?"
Zhong Xueshan approached Soong Yi's face, his eyes were filled with hatred.
Soong Yi was shocked by this hatred. Many people who had been killed by him and tortured to death appeared in his mind. Those people seemed to be glaring at him as well. His face immediately turned pale. It was as if those spirit souls were wandering around him.
"You... want to... kill me?" A look of disbelief appeared on Soong Yi's face.
"That's right, take revenge for my son." Zhong Xueshan calmly put on gloves on his hands, then he casually took out a crescent sharp knife that was unique to the Elephant Moon Cult from his waist. He then threw it on the ground. With a bang, the sharp knife rolled on the stone floor. Zhong Xueshan's cold voice came into his ears.
"Our Zhong Family has been a local family for generations, but we never kill innocent people. We kill those who deserve to die. Now, you have two choices. One is to die from torture, and the other is to commit suicide. Think about it, which one will you choose?"
Soong Yi was shocked. Choose? Didn't he also force Zhong Jiuzhen to make three choices in the Zhong Family?
This was revenge, an undisguised revenge, and it came so quickly.
"Brother Snowy Mountain, Brother Snowy Mountain, listen to me. I will tell you everything. Spare me and I will be your slave. From now on, the Soong Family will follow the Zhong Family's lead, alright?"
Soong Yi's legs went limp and he fell to his knees. The pride of the disciples had disappeared, replaced by panic.
"The one who killed Elder Zhong was the Huaqing Gang. Let me tell you, the one who killed Elder Zhong was the Huaqing Gang. And their ultimate goal was Qin Lang! This is enough. I beg you, what else do you want to know? I will tell you everything, I will tell you everything!" Soong Yi could feel the continuous killing intent coming from Zhong Xueshan's body. He didn't seem like he was joking at all.
However, the explosive secret that he thought had exploded didn't cause any change in Zhong Xueshan's expression. Zhong Xueshan was as calm as water as he said.
"Did you make your choice?"