"Five minutes have passed, why hasn't Su Changfeng arrived yet?"
"It seems that he doesn't take you to heart."
These words were naturally said to Jiang Li and Song Shien.
However, how did he know that it would take at least fifteen minutes to get from the hospital to the Su family's old house, and it would be impossible to get there in five minutes.
The other person slowly pulled out the dagger from his waist.
"In that case, let's do it."
But the person who spoke just now waved his hand.
"Don't do it."
Although he had threatened Su Changfeng with Jiang Li and Song Shien on the phone, his original intention was not to kill them.
Moreover, he also knew that although the six of them were Su Wenchao's personal bodyguards, even if they killed someone, with Su Wenchao on their side, no one would do anything to them.
But in his opinion, there is no need to kill people yet.
After pondering for a moment, he stood up, walked to the courtyard, and dialed Su Wenchao's phone number.
"Young Master Su, we have found Su Changfeng and will bring him back to the Hangcheng War Department immediately."
Su Wenchao was on the other end of the phone, lazily basking in the sun.
"Where did you find him?"
The person on the other side said: "In an old house. It is said that sixteen years ago, after the mother and son were kicked out of the Imperial Capital, they came to Hangzhou and lived in this old house."
Su Wenchao suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were cold.
In his mind, someone's instructions before setting off from the Imperial Capital echoed: "You have only one mission to go to Hangzhou this time - to eradicate the roots! However, before killing him, I want you to torture him.
Make him suffer as much as possible!"
After pondering for a moment, Su Wenchao said to the phone: "Fan Zhuo, bring him to the Hangzhou War Department as soon as possible!"
"yes!"
"Besides, before you bring him here, burn that old house for me!"
Fan Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and then immediately said: "Yes!"
For Su Wenchao, since he wants to torture Su Changfeng, he should first torture him mentally and abuse him.
Burning this old house would be equivalent to burning his spiritual sustenance...
The old house of the Su family.
Fan Zhuo put away the phone and looked into the living room.
"Bring them out!"
"yes!"
Later, Jiang Li and Song Shien were taken out by five other people.
"Shengzi, go buy a few barrels of gasoline." Fan Zhuo said to one person.
The man was stunned: "Boss, why are you buying gasoline?"
Fan Zhuo rolled his eyes at him: "What nonsense, just buy it if you are told!"
"yes!"
Liu Sheng didn't dare to ask anymore, turned around and left.
A few minutes later, he came back with four barrels of gasoline.
Fan Zhuo waved his hand: "Pour the gasoline in, Mr. Su said, let us burn this house!"
"yes!"
Since it was Master Su's order, others naturally did not dare to express their opinions.
Then, all four barrels of gasoline were poured on the furniture inside and outside the house. Then, a fire completely ignited the entire old house...
Boom!
The fire was blazing into the sky and the heat wave was overwhelming.
Jiang Li and Song Shien both stared blankly at the fire in front of them.
"You... why are you doing this, why!" Jiang Li looked at the burned house distressedly, her eyes red.
Although this is not her house, she has lived here for a long time and is very affectionate.
Fan Zhuo looked at the raging fire and said proudly: "What do we do, do we still need your consent?"
"You'd better pray that Su Changfeng doesn't escape, otherwise, it won't just be as simple as burning down the house!"
On the road.
Su Changfeng worked hard and was about to arrive home.
However, at this time, he noticed the light rising from the sky in the direction of the old house.