On the west side of Jinling Bridge, in the luxurious private room of Wanghu Restaurant, there was a scramble and a drunken atmosphere.

Mr. Zhang sat in the chief chief seat of Wanbao Building, looking at Song Xiangsi sitting beside him with drunken eyes.

Song Xiangsi was forced by her family.

The Song family used almost all kinds of bad tricks, begging, hanging themselves, and threatening.

In a word, for the sake of the family, we must sacrifice!

Song Xiangsi was extremely depressed and had cried three times.

But Mr. Zhang loves the more he looks, the more he loves this little beauty. I really want to be with her now.

With the alcohol, he stood up: "Everyone, I'm tired, come on, lovesick, help me upstairs and rest."

Song Xiangsi trembled all over and gritted her teeth and was about to leave!

Song Shanhe was leaning on a crutch, and his face was pale at this time, but he kept looking at his daughter.

Mr. Zhang reached out and touched Song Xiangsi's body.

Song Xiangsi was extremely angry, grabbed the water cup on the table, and poured it on Zhang Shao's face: "You are drunk, sober up!"

Zhang Shao was furious, raised his hand and pulled her hair out desperately.

Song Xiangsi struggled and was punched again.

Song Shanhe threw away the crutches in panic and staggered over to persuade him: "Mr. Zhang, my daughter is ignorant, sorry, I will punish myself for three cups."

"Punish your sister!" Mr. Zhang drank too much, and his true face was revealed, kicking Song Shanhe over with one kick.

Zhong Tiansheng came over there, smiled sinisterly and stuffed the pill into Song Xiangsi's mouth, then clapped his hands: "A few people come, please go upstairs with Miss Xiangsi!"

The disciple of the Medical League forced Song Xiangsi to go upstairs.

Song Shanhe had to smile with his bruised nose and swollen face.

Someone really couldn't stand it anymore and mocked: "Old Song, you are really 'filial to Young Master Zhang. This is the rhythm of selling your daughter."

Song Shanhe's face turned red: "You, you fart, I'm doing good things for our Jinling antiques. I, what a great sacrifice my Song family has made, you are still talking sarcastic!"

He was justified.

The man sneered: "In order to save you, my daughter knelt down and begged Mr. Qing. Mr. Qing also saved your whole family. Are you not afraid of retribution?"

Song Shanhe was trembling all over. He had no way back now. For the sake of his family and for the rest of his life, he had to seize the backer of Wanbaolou.

Zhong Tiansheng turned around and glared: "Who is not convinced?"

The man stood up, but it was Mr. Wu, Zhenbaozhai!

Boss Wu walked out directly: "I can't drink this wine anymore, can't I leave?"

"stop!"

At the order of Zhong Tiansheng, the thugs of the Medical League grabbed Boss Wu on the spot and punched and kicked him.

Zhang Shaoyin smiled and said, "I'm leaving this to Mr. Zhong, you are responsible for it. I have to go upstairs to find the little beauty of Acacia."

His subordinates helped Mr. Zhang upstairs.

Song Shanhe bent down with a smile on his face.

To be honest, everyone else on the scene couldn't stand it anymore.

But no one dares to speak more.

At this moment, Song Shanhe suddenly let out a mouthful of black blood.

Everyone stood up in horror and saw Song Shanhe grabbing his chest desperately, and finally pulling his clothes open, his chest getting dark.

The black air had spread to the neck along the chest!

Someone thought of something: "Didn't Mr. Qing click him from a distance? My God, it's really a curse!"

"Oh my God, Mr. Qing has magical powers. He is going to take back Song Shanhe's life!"

Zhong Tiansheng's eyes were also trembling, but he still shouted: "Fuck, stop me!"

Song Shanhe staggered on the ground, looking confused: "There is no curse in this world, it is impossible, I don't believe it!"

A sneer came from outside: "You are right, there is no curse in this world!"
Chapter completed!