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Chapter Five Hundred and Four: Crazy Plan

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After three minutes, there was no movement outside the door. Han Xiaona was extremely frightened. After all, she had a husband and a child. If she was caught in bed and had a bad reputation, how could she still be in the circles between Shen Group and Donghai!

"Brother Song, who would be the people outside?" Han Xiaona looked at Song San with a panic and asked.

Song Sanyi looked calm. As a dog from the Song family, he would take the inferior people like Donghai seriously, but he is not a fortune teller and cannot be sure who the people outside are.

"Xiaona, who do you think the people outside will be?" Song San still looked at his restlessness at this moment.

Han Xiaona thought for a while and said, "Brother Song, maybe it's my husband. You often asked me out in the middle of the night a few days ago. I was followed by him."

Song San breathed a sigh of relief and said in a very arrogant tone: "Ha, it's just your husband. What's the point? You can divorce your waste and mess with me."

When Han Xiaona was told this by Song San, she was no longer so worried. She also beat Song San's chest heartlessly and acted coquettishly.

"Brother Song, then remember to protect me and don't let my husband beat me up." Han Xiaona said in tears.

Song San nodded. Although the knocking sound outside stopped, he was sure that the person who knocked on the door must have not left yet. As a member of the Song family, Song San was used to being arrogant and arrogant. How could he take Han Xiaona's husband seriously?

Besides, Song San still has some skills in punching and kicking. Today, Ximen Qing is really Ding.

A pair of dogs, first slowly put on their clothes. Song San hugged Han Xiaona and opened the door without fear. When the door opened, Song San was about to scare Han Xiaona's husband away, but the black shadow outside the door punched him directly.

Song San, who was so fast that he didn't react at all. He was immediately beaten to kneel down. Han Xiaona saw clearly the person coming outside the door and was stunned!

Because the person who came was not her husband at all, he was actually the chairman of Shen Group. Shen Mingchao had disappeared for several days!

"Shen, Chairman Shen, why are you here?" Han Xiaona asked with a confused look on her face.

Shen Mingchao did not answer the conversation, brought the door with his backhand, entered the room with a cold expression, and quietly waited for Song San to come back to his senses.

After a long time, Song San got up from the ground. The punch just now almost made him spit out breakfast. His status in the Song family was still above Shen Mingchao, so how could he be arrogant?

"Shen Mingchao, you dare to hit me. Do you believe it or not, I will complain to Bo Lin and the Lord, so that you can't afford to take it." Song San covered his stomach and threatened Shen Mingchao and said.

Shen Mingchao looked at Song San coldly, but still didn't say anything. He suddenly exploded and knocked Song San to kneel down with one punch, then sat on the inferior sofa in the small hotel. The atmosphere in the room was suddenly extremely strange!

The first punch that Shen Mingchao gave to Song San had already made his stomach turbulent. The second punch not only made Song San vomit, but also made his stomach acid flow all over the ground. Song San was almost furious!

Han Xiaona was also frightened by Shen Mingchao's weirdness and asked hurriedly: "Chairman Shen, Song San and I are simply rolling off the bed sheets. Don't worry, I have never done anything to the Shen family. If there is nothing I have to do, I will leave first."

As soon as she finished speaking, Han Xiaona wanted to leave Song San and leave this place of trouble first, but she walked out a few steps and Shen Mingchao didn't take action. Song San actually attacked from behind and knocked Han Xiaona unconscious with a knife.

The sudden appearance of Shen Mingchao will remind Lin Bo and Song Shizhu a lot of things. Song San is for self-protection.

"Shen Mingchao, what do you want to do? Do you know how anxious the Lord of the World is these days when you disappeared?" Song San has become smart this time. Shen Mingchao's current identity is still the dog of the Song family, so Song San wants to escape unscathed, so he can only pull out the tiger skin of the Song family.

Shen Mingchao looked at Song San coldly and said, "Tell me about Song Qingcong's plan, why should I let Chen Qiye die together? Why did he ask me to chase Chen Qiye? What exactly did Song Qingcong want to do?"

Since Song San's name only contains three characters, there must be Song Da, Song Er, Song Da is Lin Bo, and Song Er betrayed the Song family and was stabbed to death. Song San still remembers the scene of Song Er's death. How dare he reveal Song Qingcong's plan?

"Shen Mingchao, you and I are both dogs from the Song family. How could we servants know that when we do things?" Song San said with a gloomy face.

Shen Mingchao smiled evilly, then took out a knife from his arms, and said several syringes: "You and I know the consequences of betraying Song Qingcong, but if you don't tell me, I'll send you to hell now."

"Song San, have you heard of three knifes and six holes? Don't worry about the whole process. I will give you morphine to ensure that you are extremely awake, hahahaha!"

Song San looked at Shen Mingchao's knife and morphine in the other hand. Before he could get the knife, he was already scared to death!

Although it won’t hurt if you have a morphine knife, when the medicine is effective, the pain of the multiple knifes will cause a bone-like feeling to spread throughout the whole body. It’s better to faint directly!

"Crazy, Shen Mingchao, you're just a fucking madman!" Song San roared with a pale face and trembling all over.

"First knife!" Shen Mingchao stood up from the sofa, like a butcher, and walked towards Song San expressionlessly throughout the whole process.

Song San took a deep breath. The floor they were on was the eleventh floor. At one moment, he suddenly wanted to jump out of the window. After all, he was anesthetized throughout the whole process, and the end of being cut by three or six holes was a hundred times more painful than death!

What does life mean worse than death? It means looking at Shen Mingchao's knife and stabbing him one by one, but without any pain. That is the real life rather than death!

It was life, death, Song San's brain was spinning like a clockwork, and with a thud, Song San finally chose to live.

"Mingchao, I said, I said everything, please don't kill me!" Song San knelt down and begged for mercy.

Shen Mingchao sneered, sat back on the sofa and asked, "Song San, you are more spineless than I thought. I thought you would wait until the third knife before kneeling down."

"Yes, Shen Mingchao, I admit that I looked down on you before, but you and I are both Song's dogs, so why should dogs bite dogs?" Song San said with a sigh: "What do you want to know, just ask."

Those who die early and late will die, and smart people will naturally choose to die late. Song San’s current choice is just a result that all living beings will choose.

"Tell me everything you know, why did Song Qingcong question and make me bite Chen Qiye and refuse to let go?" Shen Mingchao stared at Song San coldly and asked.

Song San just knelt down and told all Song Qingcong's plans. During this period, Shen Mingchao would occasionally interrupt it. After half an hour, Song San told Shen Mingchao everything he knew.

"I don't know why Song Qingcong insists on subduing Chen Qiye as a dog, but your value only makes Chen Qiye exhausted and anxious." Song San said: "The Lord of the World will give Chen Qiye a fatal blow and bring him back to the Zhonghai."

Shen Mingchao took a deep breath. Song Sansuo said that it was almost the same as he imagined, because according to his skills, he could never be Chen Qiye's opponent. Then his value of existence was worthy of being disgusted with Chen Qiye. He had no doubt about Song Sansuo's statement.

"Do you know when Song Qingcong will rule the East China Sea?" Shen Mingchao said with a crazy expression.

"Shen Mingchao, what do you want to do?" Song San asked with his pupils shrank.
Chapter completed!
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