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    “Chase!”

    Seeing Tang Ruoxue running away in defeat, Song Shiyan regained his courage, raised his hand and fired several shots.

    He also called on the descendants of the Song family who rushed over to chase Tang Ruoxue: “She has been injured by President Jiang. She is a lost dog. Let’s catch up and shoot her to death!”

    There were so many casualties tonight, and he almost lost his life. Song Shiyan was naturally unwilling to let Tang Ruoxue go, and wanted to kill her while she was injured.

    Seeing their dead brothers, all the Song family’s disciples also regained their vitality, and followed Song Shiyan and shouted to pursue Tang Ruoxue.

    This also made Song Shiyan ignore the pain flashing in Jiang Zhiyi’s eyes and his fingers that were shaking slightly uncontrollably.

    When Jiang Zhiyi saw them chasing after them, he wanted to stop them, but he was worried that others would see that he had suffered a loss, so he could only shut up and let Song Shiyan and the others chase them.

    And she looked at Song Qinghou after a little buffering: “Master Song, there are many things going on tonight, it is best for us to go back to the base camp.”

    “Just let Song Shiyan and the others chase them for a while. It’s best if they can kill the attackers. If you can’t kill them, you have to turn around and go back to avoid falling into their trap.”

    “Although the attacker was seriously injured by me, there is no guarantee that there are other accomplices who have laid a trap, so it is best to be careful.”

    “When we get back to the base camp and it’s safe, we can slowly find out the details of the black-clad killer and his wanted list.”

    “Thank you for your hospitality tonight. Mengli and I will go back first. Just come back later and let us know that you are safe!”

    Jiang Zhiyi finished speaking in one breath, and then pulled Jiang Mengli and everyone into the car to evacuate.

    Jiang Mengli wanted to stay and wait for Song Shiyan, but Jiang Zhiyi grabbed her hand and dragged her away.

    As soon as he entered the car, Jiang Zhiyi quickly opened the door and signaled Jiang Jinyu and the others to go back immediately.

    Jiang Mengli frowned: “Mom, brother Shi Yan has led people to chase the enemy. We shouldn’t go back so early. We should wait for him to come back before leaving, in case he is in danger…”

    Before she could say that she needed Jiang Zhiyi to suppress Tang Ruoxue and kill Song Shiyan, Jiang Zhiyi opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of hot blood…

    Jiang Mengli was shocked and shouted repeatedly: “Mom, Mom! Elder Jiang, hurry, go to the hospital, my mother is injured!”

    “Can’t go to the hospital!”

    Jiang Zhiyi stopped Jiang Jinyu and the others from going to the hospital: “Once I go to the hospital, not only will I lose all my face, but Nangong Zhixia will also know that I am injured.”

    “I have a high position now and am involved in too many things. Once the news of the injury spreads, there will definitely be internal and external troubles!”

    “Go back to Jiang’s Martial Arts School. I can ask Jiang Qilang to help me treat this injury.”

    Ye Fan flashed through her mind, thinking of the scene where he had treated her injuries, her pretty face turned red with a hint of disappointment.

    Jiang Mengli swallowed hard and said, “Mom, why did you beat that woman in black like this?”

    Jiang Jinyu took over the topic: “President Jiang is injured like this. The killer in black is afraid that his internal organs will be shattered by President Jiang. This is why she ran away.”

    Jiang Zhiyi twitched the corner of her mouth a few times but did not respond, because she could not tell whether Tang Ruoxue was really injured or whether she used her strength to run away…

    Jiang Mengli breathed a sigh of relief: “The internal organs were shattered by mom? That’s good, brother Shi Yan will not be in danger!”

    Jiang Zhiyi nodded slightly, but looking at the street lights passing by outside the window, he felt a bit like a revolving door…

    “Dudududu!”

    At the same time, Song Qinghou was also calling Song Shiyan on his mobile phone, hoping that he, Qiong Kou Mo Zhui, would bring his people back earlier to avoid falling into the enemy’s trap.

    It’s just that the phone couldn’t get through, and I don’t know if Song Shiyan was blinded and didn’t hear it, or if he fell into the enemy’s plan and was taken down.

    This made Song Qinghou feel a little worried and also felt a little bit of danger.

    “Come here, take two teams of guards to support Song Shiyan!”

    “Whether he killed the woman in black or not, you have to ask him to bring me back immediately.”

    “I’ll wait for him in the presidential suite on the thirteenth floor!”

    He shouted to a close aide: “Tell him that he can no longer pursue or fight, and evacuate immediately. If he refuses to evacuate, you will knock him out and withdraw!”

    The confidant nodded respectfully: “Understood!”

    Then he waved and whisked away the fifty or so people protecting Song Qinghou.

    Song Qinghou didn’t stay outside. He put on his clothes tightly, turned around and walked into the hotel, then took the elevator directly to his own floor.

    More than a dozen bodyguards of the Song family followed closely behind, surrounding Song Qinghou upstairs with murderous intent.

    “Why are there so many things going on tonight?”

    “Did you fail to pay your respects to Guan Gong last month, or was your posture for worshiping ancestors during the Qingming Festival wrong?”

    Song Qinghou rubbed his head and considered the series of things that happened tonight, while muttering to himself about what he had done wrong.

    Looking at the ascending elevator, he not only felt a little more relaxed, but also had a wise idea:

    “In these troubled times, the North and the South have to live in seclusion compared to before!”

    Although it was a bit embarrassing to hide, Song Qinghou was a man who had seen the world and knew that saving his life was more important than anything else.

    This is why he tries to avoid fighting and chasing Tang Ruoxue.

    “That woman in black has something to do with Mark. You call Mia later and let her think of ways to deal with it.”

    “Even if there is someone behind Ye Fan, we must try to cause him some trouble. If we can’t kill him, we must make him tired.”

    “Only in this way will he not be able to dig out Song family secrets from Mai and Bald Song, and he will not have the energy to retaliate against us.”

    “Give Mia a little more money and let her go all out, at least until the North-South competition for me.”

    Song Qinghou looked at a chubby confidant again: “I don’t want my plan to be ruined by that kid!”

    The chubby henchman nodded: “Understood, I will contact Captain Mia immediately. As long as she has money, she can do anything!”

    “Very good!”

    Song Qinghou exhaled a long breath, and then heard a ding. The elevator door opened and stopped on the thirteenth floor.

    There is a calligraphy and painting hanging opposite the elevator on the 13th floor, which reads “Exhibit great ambitions”.

    When Song Qinghou saw these four words, he felt a lot more relaxed. The familiar environment and familiar words always gave people a sense of security.

    “I’m going to the suite to rest first. Song Shiyan is back. Ask him to go directly to the room to find me!”

    Song Qinghou took off his glasses and walked towards the largest presidential suite, while giving instructions to his fat cronies: “In addition, find more people to guard the floor.”

    The chubby confidant nodded again: “Understood!”

    Song Qinghou quickly walked to the presidential suite and was about to push the door. But the moment he was about to push the door, he suddenly realized that something was different today.

    Soon, he realized something was different, that is, the leather shoes were still on his feet.

    This entire 13th floor is where Song Qinghou receives guests and relaxes, so it is not only heavily guarded, but also has many bodyguards and beautiful servants.

    Every time he comes here to relax, a maid will follow him closely from the elevator to the door of the suite, taking off his shoes before he reaches the door of the suite.

    But today, he didn’t take off his shoes after him.

    Then Song Qinghou discovered that not only the servants who took off their shoes were missing, but also the dozen or so guards who had been stationed all year round also disappeared.

    The whole floor was quiet as never before.

    People, where have they gone?

    Song Qinghou reacted very quickly and shouted to his chubby henchman: “Let’s go!”

    “Hoo!”

    At this moment, the door of the presidential suite opened without any wind, and Ye Fan’s lazy and indifferent voice sounded:

    “Master Song, welcome home…”

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