Ability Exchange System

"Song Zhutian, you are going to die too! Just wait..."

Dialect took a look, the hospital became noisy, and there were screams everywhere in the corridor, he came to the window, jumped directly, and disappeared into the street after a few flashes.

And not long after he left, a person walked in in the ward, and it was Lin Xiao.

Seeing the hell-like ward on earth, Lin Xiao was stunned for a moment. Fortunately, he didn't see Fang Yan's body, which made him feel a little relieved.

"What happened?"

Lin Xiao frowned, "This man was torn in two. This man was beaten to death with a single punch. The perpetrator's strength is terrifying."

Lin Xiao returned to the original scene in his mind, and his heart sank: "Could it be the killer sent by Song Zhutian? However, it seems that there is no need to kill the police and doctors together, and Fang Yan's body has not been seen... "

Things seem to be getting more and more confusing.

Lin Xiao originally came here to rescue Fang Yan, and he took a look at Fang Yan's body to see if he could be cured, but he never thought that he would see such a scene like hell on earth.

After thinking about it, he also left quickly and disappeared into the room.

……

The Song family, in the villa.

Snapped!
Song Bolai slammed the table, pointed at a young man and cursed: "Zhutian, tell me the truth, did you instigate the hospital?"

"I asked King Kong to do it, isn't it just to kill a disabled person, what a big deal." Song Zhutian shrugged, with a disapproving expression, and then complained: "Dad, it's been so many days, and that kid is turning over now." Don’t care about the waves, you’d better let me go out to have fun, being at home is like going to jail, it’s bothering me to death.”

"You still want to go out? There is no door! Let me tell you, you will go to the United States immediately to find your brother. If your temper has not changed, don't come back."

As the magistrate of Jiangmen County, Song Bolai had never lost his composure before. Song Zhutian was so cheating that he wanted to slap Song Zhutian to death, but he couldn't bear to raise his hand, so he pointed at Song Zhutian's nose and cursed: "Do you know that a policeman and a doctor died in the hospital just now, and this matter is so big that it can't be suppressed."

"What?" Song Zhutian was a little surprised, and immediately curled his lips and said, "King Kong's work is getting more and more difficult. If you tell him to kill dialects, why did he kill the police and doctors at the same time?"

Hearing this, Song Bolai was even more furious, "Look at what kind of shit you've been doing, what's the point of hanging around with those little bastards all day long? I've already booked you a ticket to the United States. Get out of here, don't let me see you again!"

"Yi Ming, take Zhutian away, he is not fit to stay here anymore."

Song Bolai closed his eyes, still reluctant to let go, but Song Zhutian's recent disturbances made him, the father of the county magistrate, feel powerless. If he didn't send him away, he might even lose his black hat.

"Master, please, the luggage is ready."

A hale and hearty old man came out, bowed slightly, and said to Song Zhutian.

"Oh fine."

Song Zhutian reluctantly got up, he hadn't seen Fang Yan's body yet, so he always had regrets in his heart.

However, after thinking about it, he was already tired of being in Jiangmen County. Now that he can go to play with foreign beauties, it must be a special taste, and he can't help but look forward to it again.

As for the dialect, it was just an insignificant little person, who was forgotten by him in an instant.

Immediately, he didn't hesitate any more, he got up and took action, and suddenly thought of a girl, and shouted: "Oh, by the way, I still need someone to serve me, so let Qiao Muya get rich and go abroad with me. Didn't she always want to live in the United States? This time it happened to be what she wanted."

"You can figure out these things yourself."

Song Bo came to think that Qiao Muya knew a lot of inside information after all, and it would be a good idea to go with Song Zhutian, so he nodded in agreement.

Soon, Song Zhutian and Yi Ming drove a black car and left the villa.

Guessing that Song Zhutian was far away, Song Bolai took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and said in a deep voice, "Boss Huang, what's the situation at the hospital now? Has the murderer been caught?"

After listening for a while, Song Bolai couldn't help being startled, and hurriedly said: "You mean, there was no corpse of Dialect at the scene, and he was paralyzed, so he could still disappear in the hospital? Do you suspect that there is..."

boom!
At this moment, a loud bang was heard, and the closed door was smashed by a strong force, and it fell directly from the wall.

Song Bolai was also taken aback by this sudden situation, his hands and feet trembled, and even his mobile phone fell to the ground.

"who are you?"

Song Bolai's eyelids twitched, staring at the person at the door.

The man was dressed sloppily, even stained with blood, and his whole body seemed to be burning, which made Song Bolai feel ominous.

"You are Song Bolai? Where is your son Song Zhutian? Tell him to come out, and I will spare you!"

The man looked fierce, his eyes were bright red, he walked into the room step by step, staring at Song Bolai.

"I don't know where Zhutian is. If you have any problems with Zhutian, you can tell me. I will definitely teach him a lesson for you and give you a satisfactory compensation."

Song Bolai racked his brains and couldn't remember when Song Zhutian offended such a number one person, he just felt very cheating.

But it was obviously impossible for him to reveal Song Zhutian's whereabouts, and now he could only stall for time, hoping that Chief Huang would come to rescue him.

The mobile phone that fell on the ground showed that the call was not over. Director Huang should be able to understand that he is in a crisis and will take action soon, and he only needs to delay until the police arrive.

Thinking of this, Song Bolai couldn't help but relax, and with a kind smile on his face, he pointed to the sofa and said, "Young man, let's sit and chat. I believe that as long as you are sincere, there are no misunderstandings in this world that cannot be eliminated."

"Stop doing this."

The man was unscrupulous, and with a sudden movement, he came to Song Bolai, and then he poked his hand, like an eagle catching a chicken, he lifted Song Bolai up, and then said coldly: "Song Bolai, your father and son like to bribe people very much. Right? Now, I will give you a choice, tell me Song Zhutian's whereabouts, and I will let you go, otherwise, I will kill you right away! Whose life do you choose to buy?"

"Little brother, don't be impulsive. Killing people is against the law, and no one can save you at that time. Let me go and talk about it..." Song Bolai's face was pale, and he wanted to delay for a while.

"Hahaha, murder? What is killing a few people, what is the law, what can I do? Since you are stubborn, then die for me! As for Song Zhutian, even if he escapes to the ends of the world, I will find him out. Underworld is with you!"