The Boss Is in a Bad Mood Again

Hearing this, Lin Zi kicked him in the back of the heart, causing Song Hou to curl up immediately in pain.

"Speak well," Lin Zi said disdainfully, "You just had a good pregnancy. If you weren't Song Jiangcheng's son, who would know you?"

Song Hou was so hurt that he couldn't speak, Zhou Yunshen said slowly: "City A is our boss Li's territory, people from your Song family have come to City A several times to do some shameful things, breaking the rules of the road. Song Hou, tell me, can you walk out of here today with all your beard and tail?"

Song Hou snorted, looked at Zhou Yunshen with blood on his head, and said, "Don't talk to me about Li Jieqiang, Zhou Yunshen, even if you rely on Li Jieqiang, don't you dare to touch me today?"

He had no fear, "City A belongs to the Li family? You've been away from the Song family for too long and you've forgotten that you're in charge of this road!"

Zhou Yun glanced at him lazily, Lin Zi knowingly picked up the stick and hit him on the leg, Lin Zi covered his mouth well before he screamed, making his cry sound like a deep Into the bottom of the general.

Big cold sweat dripped down Song Hou's forehead. At this time Zhou Yunshen's cell phone rang, and it was Han Yi who called. Zhou Yunshen said flatly, "Mr. Song has little experience in the world. Let me teach Mr. Song well today."

Lin Zi understands, he has the methods of torturing people at his fingertips, he is afraid that this son of the Song family will not be able to bear it.

"Hey?"

When a magnetic male voice came, Han Yi smiled and said, "Where are you? What are you doing?"

Zhou Yun said with a deep smile, "Miss me?"

If Han Yi must have denied it before, but today he said softly: "Well, I missed you."

Zhou Yunshen was slightly taken aback, his fingers holding the phone tightened, his finger bones turned slightly white: "Me too."

Chatting about trivial things such as whether to eat or not, Han Yi's voice was full of sweetness at the end: "You come back and give you a gift."

"Could it be that you are going to marry me?"

Han Yi scolded with a smile: "You are so beautiful!"

Zhou Yunshen accepted the joke and said seriously: "It just so happens that I have good news to tell you when I come back."

Because this phone call seems to look forward to the day when the two meet.Zhou Yunshen waited for Han Yi to hang up the phone, deeply feeling that every minute and every second since then has been like suffering from lovesickness.

Obviously it was some sweet torment of lovesickness, but at this time it reminded him of Han Yi's call to Song Hou that made his soul tremble.He tried his best to squeeze it out of his mind, and told himself like hypnosis that Han Yi was thinking about him now, and loving him was enough, and what happened before was just a nightmare for them.

Don't dwell on the past.

But Song Hou in the abandoned factory behind him is alive and well... His existence seems to remind them of their brand all the time, even after years, his flesh is still scorched.

It would be nice if Marquis Song died...

It would be nice if Marquis Song died...

As soon as this thought popped up, he couldn't hold it back. If Lin Zi was by his side at this time, he would be able to keenly detect the fiery killing intent in Zhou Yunshen's eyes.

Song Hou had already passed out twice, and Lin Zi saw Zhou Yunshen coming in and kicking Song Hou on the back: "Boss, this grandson can't stand it, he has passed out twice now."

Zhou Yunshen walked up to Song Hou, fixed his eyes on Song Hou, Lin Zi looked at him for a while and said in his heart: "Boss, you don't mean to..."

Kill Song Hou?

Song Jiangcheng had countless women in his life but only gave birth to a precious son, Song Hou. If Song Hou was killed, it would be tantamount to stabbing the Song family's hornet's nest. Song Jiangcheng would definitely fight with them.And although Li Jieqiang usually speaks arrogantly, saying that he is not afraid of Song Jiangcheng, his strength is not comparable to that of the Song family... Besides, it is hard to say whether Li Jieqiang will hand them over to appease Song Jiangcheng's anger...

Lin Zi's heart trembled, and he tried to persuade him: "Boss, just beat and beat, now is not the time to touch the Song family. If Song Hou dies here, we..."

"Lin Zi," Zhou Yunshen looked up at him and said, "Tell me about the time when we didn't make a living from the bloody storm?"

Zhou Yun smiled deeply, "Are you afraid?"

"I'm just worried about the boss. If the boss runs for a few more years, even Li Jieqiang will be suppressed by you, but if you kill Song Hou now, your hard work will be ruined!"

Lin Zi's voice was vague, as if he could vaguely see Sisi's sobs, "I'm not reconciled to you."

"There is nothing to be reconciled to."

Zhou Yunshen patted Lin Zi on the shoulder and said, "There is nothing wrong with living to death."

"Marquis Song," his voice lowered, as if coming from the Land of Nine Nethers, "he must die."

As soon as the words fell, a human voice came from outside: "Zhou Yunshen, Boss Zhou, I'm here, won't you come out and meet me?"

It's Tang Wen.

Zhou Yunshen exchanged glances with Lin Zi and didn't know why he appeared here today, did he leak the news?

"Hide him."

Zhou Yunshen had already turned around and left after giving orders. Tang Wen had already arrived at the door, and said lazily, "I know what you are doing here, so don't hide anyone. In case someone else's father comes to the door, he has to look for his son." .”

Tang Wen appeared at the door wearing a white suit. Diao Erlang looked at Zhou Yunshen with a smile, and stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers: "Linzi, your hands and feet are slower than before."

Lin Zi threw Song Houchao to the ground, Song Hou who was in a coma did not wake up, Lin Zi had already drawn out a pistol and pointed at Tang Wen.

Tang Wen was not afraid, so he took one of his cronies to the sullen Zhou Yunshen, with a casual smile on his face.He has never been a person who is calm in the face of danger, the only thing that can make him so calm and not afraid of Zhou Yunshen is that he has something to rely on.

So what is he relying on now?

Songjiang City?

"Let the eldest son of the Song family go, otherwise you will get lost from here, and Boss Li will not let you go when you go back."

"You told him?"

"How can we not tell Boss Li about such a big matter? We don't care if you, Zhou Yunshen, are going to poke a hornet's nest, but don't draw the fire and burn us."

Tang Wen lit a cigarette and exhaled a lingering smoke ring, "Everyone knows that you, Zhou Yunshen, came from City B, and you all know that you have grievances with the Song family, but now in City B, it's none of Boss Li's business."

"Brother," Tang Wen's eyes flashed, "hand over Mr. Song."

He raised his hand to hook Zhou Yunshen's arm, but was thrown away by Lin Zi who rushed up, and the people around Tang Wen immediately pointed their pistols at Lin Zi's head.

"What are you all so angry about?"

A middle-aged man's voice came, followed by a large group of people, led by a man with mixed black and white hair wearing a black casual suit.

"How long has it been since? Huh? Zhou Yunshen?"

Zhou Yunshen said lightly: "Boss Song still remember me?"

"Why don't you remember? Xia San mentioned you to me back then, saying that you could be a great leader. Now it seems that what he said is indeed true."