C8 The Perfect Killer Move

"Good boy, I have what you want the most." He attached a photo and took an old photo. Sure enough, it was Soong Nianjiao who threatened to give the photo to Grape.

The corner of Soong Chichi's mouth slightly curved. She dispelled all the haze in her heart and sent a voice message, "Wait. I will go and get it."

After taking a shower, she rushed out and took Xizi's car away. There was no trace of Ling Feng outside. Soong Chichi raised her eyebrows and did not care at all.

The road was as fast as lightning. It was the busiest street in the night market. It was a place for young people to drive a bar that was baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. The lights were red and the wine was green. The store owner was a little girl, but no one dared to cause trouble. He knew in his heart which family's princess this girl belonged to.

When Soong Chichi entered, she saw her infatuated friend staring at the handsome guy. She was very disgusted, "Chen Putao, your saliva is about to drip into the wine."

"Not at all!" Chen Putao kept her expression and took out a leather bag from below and handed it to Soong Chichi, "Here, this is what Soong Nianjiao gave you. She said that she will not be able to find you, so she let me pass it to you."

Soong Chichi took it out and the picture still showed her mother's gentle smile. Hugging Inside. Even if she tried her best to collect herself... In that era where mobile phones were not popular, there were not many of them left. Such a rare photo, she wanted to remember her mother's appearance forever...

"Bang!" A knife passed through the photo and inserted into the table. Her mother's gentle face was torn open and Soong Chichi's breathing froze. Chen Putao widened her eyes and looked at the culprit in disbelief.

Soong Nianjiao held the other knife with a face full of pride and played with it in her hands. Her tone could not help but be proud, "What's so good about a dead person? Can you look at it again?"

That's right, they could not come back to life. These people who started this must at least have some guilt in their hearts. His mother was also a victim. The one who was at fault was obviously Soong Qi. But why did his mother have to bear the blame of being cursed? Even if she died, she would still be viciously cursed.

Soong Chichi's face was cold and pale. She tightly gripped the knife that was inserted into the table. Her fingertips were slightly white. Chen Putao's face was full of worry because she knew that Soong Chichi's bottom line was her mother. She wanted to punish these people who bullied Soong Chichi, but she was also afraid that Chichi would be impulsive. She quickly grabbed her hand, "Chichi, you need to calm down."

Soong Nianjiao was also afraid and remembered the time when Soong Chichi looked at her with killing intent in the morning. Using a knife. When it was pressed against her cheek. But she was also prepared. There were four or five bodyguards behind her. Today was to press Soong Chichi on the ground and torture her, making her cry and beg like a child.

Soong Chichi lowered her head and laughed lightly. She whispered, "Grape, I'm very sorry. Maybe it will make your place very bad."

But she already did not want to endure anymore.

As expected, she made a move. With a backspin kick, she knocked down the bodyguard. The heavy figure fell down and shattered a piece of glass. It caused a commotion. The female customer screamed and rushed out of the store.

What should she do? She could not stop wanting to kill someone and killed Soong Nianjiao. She had endured for many years, humiliated, and treated her mother for four years. In that instant, it turned into killing intent. Four years ago, she had learned how to return. She had never entered the Soong family, much less had any dealings with them, because she couldn't help but want to hurt some people.

The bodyguard saw that she was not easy to deal with, so he started to use his weapon. The small knife he carried with him was swung at her fiercely. She dodged in time and only scraped her thigh lightly, leaving a bloody wound in an instant. The belt on her leg was cut off, and the knife fell along with it.

The sound of the collision was crisp. No one had expected that a girl wearing a delicate dress and skirt would have a knife on her leg that was filled with killing intent.

Soong Chichi calmed her mind and still chose not to take the knife. The bodyguard saw her choice and also let out a sigh of relief. The two of them rushed forward together. Soong Chichi dodged the fist sideways and turned around to kick his arm. The other person pounced forward and waved his right hand. Soong Chichi dodged. In a flash, she picked up the bottle of wine beside her and aimed it at the bodyguard's head.

Seeing that she easily dealt with it, Chen Putao had been excited. She happily recorded videos and posted them in her WeChat Moments. Soong Chichi's moves were nimble and her long legs kicked out a picture. This could blind the eyes of a group of people in her WeChat Moments.

Finally, she pushed her little hand and hit the bodyguard's chin. The bodyguard was in so much pain that he could not get up. In the camera, Soong Chichi was breathing heavily and outside the screen was Chen Putao's cheers.

"Sisters! You are okay now. You are not hurt, right?"

Soong Chichi turned around and looked at the wound. There was a bloody wound on her long and fair legs. The strong visual contrast was very tempting.

"I'm fine. I only got a little bit of injury."

Chen Putao, who was secretly holding up her phone, panicked. Chichi, ah. This leg killed me... She quietly posted it on her WeChat Moments, even though the surroundings were in a mess. Chen Putao was still very proud of the spelling, "My sister."