Chapter 130: One does not stay

A change in Shishi was shocking and caught off guard. Before Ge Linghui responded, Wang Changbiao had collapsed.
When Gao Zhaolong found her, Song Ye also sat beside her.
It is true that she was a woman dedicated to Wang Changbiao by Gao Zhaolong at the beginning, but the tree fell apart and the situation had been subverted. She chose to stand on the side of Song Ye.
"Since there is nothing for me, that video ..." Ge Linghui felt that Wang Changbiao and Gao Zhaolong were really going to die this time, and then she could sit back and relax as her Mrs. Xu, so the first thing to come out was the video from Song Ye .
"I'll give it back to you after it's done." Song Ye handed the coffee over without giving a clear answer.
Ge Linghui's heart sank, but she had no choice but to take a sip of coffee. The faint aroma from the coffee cup was inexplicably familiar.
Suddenly, she lifted her head, but her eyesight became blurred. The words behind "you ..." were too late to say, and all the senses lost consciousness.
Looking at the woman lying on the sofa, Song Ye's cold eyes had no emotion.
Yuan Song's method of making fan-medicine is first-rate. This medicine is enough for Ge Linghui to sleep all day and all night. When all things fall to the ground, her ending will be decided by Xu Fangsheng.
This day's Shishi is still prosperous. Ordinary people still live the sunrise and sunset life, but at the top of the power that the people can't see, they are caught in a storm because of a video.
"I still can't find the person who posted the video. There are only eleven hours left before the time limit given by the other party. If we don't announce the results, the other party may really have a bigger battle." Shishi's seniors are physically and mentally exhausted, struggling to find the shadow of hackers, they can only conduct a web search while detaining Wang Changbiao. Less than a last resort, they all have to maintain official reputation.
"Continue to investigate." On the theme, Xu Fangsheng was as stable as a mountain and ordered to continue the search.
Night fell, and there were only three hours left before the time limit given by Song Ye, while Gao Zhaolong personally led his brothers to the industrial land on the outskirts.
"There was news in the bureau just now, time is running out, Brother." The brother under his hands kept reminding him of time and seemed very anxious.
Gao Zhaolong slaps people in a slap, annoyed: "Close your mouth, Lao Tzu knows, otherwise I stand here to do something." If it was not for the time, he would not have come forward. Handle this bird thing.
The time scale was close to eight o'clock, and a low-key black car was slowly walked not far away. When the lights shone on the construction site, everyone refreshed and grabbed the sticks in their hands and stood up.
Gao Zhaolong threw away the cigarette in his hand and ordered, "Go, grab someone for Lao Tzu."
"Yes."
Tonight, Gao Zhaolong brought only a dozen good men. These ten people received orders and immediately surrounded the car.
But when the car door was opened, it was found that a young man in white clothes and white pants came down, and Xu Fangsheng, who was supposed to be unconscious, was still sober in the car.
Everyone was shocked. "Brother, run away, cheat."
This shout made Gao Zhaolong look up, and instantly met a pair of bottomless eyes, a moment of groaning in his heart, he cursed fiercely, got up and ran towards the back door of the warehouse.
That is, in this blink of an eye, countless people came out of the originally dark grass, surrounding the entire construction site.
Song Ye leaned next to the car. She was dressed in white to win the snow. The delicate face was covered with night, as if she had the slightest chill. When she saw her hand gently, her voice was light, "One is not left."
One does not stay.
These four words are like the horn of battle. All the rushed black men said nothing, raised their sharp swords and began to harvest their lives. For a time, mourning and screaming came one after another, covering the countryside with a layer of blood.
Xu Fangsheng was sitting in the back seat of the car, watching the blood on the front of the car and the falling figures, feeling like he was dreaming, but he couldn't stop getting cold. He turned his stiff neck, and set his sight on Song Ye's body, and never looked away.
The teenager stood there calmly, never moving from beginning to end, no matter how many people fell in front of her, and how the gang members of the Yan Gang screamed and mourned, her face was still cold and cold, like a bright moon hanging in the sky , Bright and cold.
From the beginning to the end of the battle, it only took more than ten minutes. Even Gao Zhaolong was surrounded by Wang Tiechuan at the back door, and it was incredible to watch the entire army of dozens of brothers under his hands.
"Ah, grandchildren of the turtle, I killed you." The blades on his body were long innumerable, and out of nowhere, Gao Zhaolong rushed back to the front door with the feeling of jade and jade burned. The watermelon knife rushed towards Song Ye.
With a bang, Song Ye raised his leg, and kicked the man back to the construction site with his hands in his trousers pockets. He wandered like a stroll in the courtyard.
At this time, Xu Fangsheng just got out of the car and watched a group of people in black gathered around the past following Song Ye's steps, and for a while still couldn't figure out what she was going to do.
"It's you again!" Today, there is only Gao Zhaolong alone. He fell down on the ground, covering his chest, and let the corners of his mouth bleed, but his eyes stared fiercely at Song Ye in front of him.
"You defeated the king, you lost this game." Song Ye stopped in front of him, announcing his final end in a cold tone, "Do you want to do it yourself, or should I give you a ride?"
Either way, the end is a dead end.
Gao Zhaolong's heart sank. He didn't think Song Ye was joking. He had seen the other party's fierce means when he was in the bar, but he grinned and laughed softly. "What do you think Shishi is , Kill so many people, do you think you can get away? I'm right, Xu Shi-Mayor. "
Xu Fangsheng, who was originally standing behind, was named, and then he slowly walked to the front of him, calmly without speaking. To be sure, he was also jealous. He didn't expect Song Ye to be so fierce, and it took so many lives in one breath, and now he will also kill the Lord of the Yan Gang, even if it is put in a small county. It is also a big case.
What's more, Shishi is the provincial capital, with a focus on a prosperous city.
"What do you think about this matter?" He didn't answer Gao Zhaolong's words, but turned his face to ask Song Ye beside him. Obviously, he also feels that Song Ye's approach is too inadequate to consider, regardless of the consequences.
"Uncle Xu, I think it's the most appropriate thing to leave it to you." But Song Yefei not afraid of timidity, he took out his gun and handed it to Xu Fangsheng.