Song Beiye immediately printed a person in his mind. He had suffered a lot of losses from that person before, and he became more vigilant, "Is it his person?"
Amul did not answer, but played with the veil in his hand.
Song Beiye noticed his movements and knew that these people were not vegetarians and understood the situation he was in now. He shouted, "Wang Biao, come in!"
"Are you calling that man who slept like a dead pig?" Amul asked lightly. Seeing him so panicked, he thought of what he had done to Nianmu before.
He suddenly felt that sending him to Abepu like this would give him an advantage.
He also wanted to avenge Nian Mu.
"Did you kill him?" Song Beiye asked. He knew that all of that man's subordinates were ruthless, like people from some organizations, so he would not be surprised at all if he killed Wang Biao and others.
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He wanted to know the man's true identity, so he investigated.
But he didn't do much investigation during this period because he was busy with the Song family's affairs. Unexpectedly, the man sent someone to find trouble for him.
"He fainted because of me. No one here can help you. Mr. Song Beiye, please come with me." Amul stepped forward, trying to subdue him and take him away.
Song Beiye's eyes darkened, and he pulled out a knife from under the pillow, "Wishful thinking!"
As he spoke, he slashed at Amul with the knife.
Amul hid aside, "Our boss wants to see you, Mr. Song Beiye, if you struggle, don't blame me for being rude."
This is his final warning.
Song Beiye's action gave him a good opportunity for revenge. Even if it hurt him, for this reason, Amul believed that Abepu would not say anything.
Song Beiye held the knife tightly in his hand. The sharp knife radiated coldness under the dim light.
Looking at the unarmed Amul, he was confident that he could escape from his hands. After all, the opponent had no weapons.
For a man without any weapons, Abep's men were still too arrogant.
"Don't talk nonsense. If you die here today, don't blame me." Song Beiye held the knife firmly. It was his only weapon.
Amul noticed that when he tightened his grip on the knife, his hand shook.
Injured?
Only people with injured muscles and bones would be like this.
"Mr. Song Beiye, if you struggle, you will suffer." Amul said, even if he had a weapon in his hand, he was not afraid.
How can an injured person beat him? Even if the opponent has a weapon in his hand, what people from the Terror Island are best at is subduing the opponent with bare hands.
"You are telling lies. If you can escape from this door today, go back and tell your boss that people from the Song family are easy to bully. If he dares to come again, I will expose his identity. Mu Shaoling's
People are looking for him." Song Beiye threatened, he could actually investigate something.
Moreover, he told Ali about these investigation results with reservations.
"Then let's wait until you tell him personally." Amul said, raising his hand from his right side, intending to hit his shoulder.
He estimated that Song Beiye's right hand should be injured.
Song Beiye reacted quickly. He realized what he was doing and stabbed with his backhand, but he grabbed his wrist tightly.
"you……"
Before he could finish speaking, Amul's palm fell directly on Song Beiye's shoulder, "Ah!"
A painful cry escaped from Song Beiye's mouth.
"Mr. Song Beiye, are you injured?" Amul said, and then he held his left hand tightly.
Song Beiye was originally right-handed. That day, Allie's subordinate pressed down on his shoulder and directly sprained the muscles of his right shoulder.
At this moment, the injured shoulder received another critical blow from Amul, and he felt that his hands were sore and weak.
Just feeling this for a moment, Song Beiye's hand immediately loosened and the knife in his hand fell to the ground.
With a clang, the knife fell to the ground.
Amul smiled jokingly, "Oh, Mr. Song Beiye, it seems you still have to go back with me."
"How dare you!" Song Beiye uttered two words. The rest of the threat was covered tightly with a cloth by Amul, and he could no longer say a word.
Five seconds later, he lost consciousness.
Amul "tsk" and put him roughly on the ground.
Looking at Song Beiye's injured right shoulder, Amul had an idea and disabled his right hand.
But then he thought that if Song Beiye's right hand was disabled, his left hand could replace it. People with injured right hands could quickly adapt to it by switching to their left hand.
Moreover, others can’t see it.
This is too cheap for him.
Amul curled his lips and slowly looked at his feet.
If a proud man like Song Beiye could survive from Abepu's hands, it would be a big blow if he became disabled.
"Song Beiye, don't blame me." Amul slowly raised his leg. He knew every weak spot in the human body. As long as he attacked and failed to receive timely treatment, Song Beiye's leg would be destroyed.
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From now on he will be a cripple.
The moment he lowered his legs, "If you want to blame me, I blame you for provoking the person I value most."
After being knocked unconscious in time, the moment Amul's feet fell, Song Beiye still let out a painful groan from his mouth.
Amul sneered and carried Amul directly out of the house.
He kept walking forward, because it was almost dawn and there was no one on the street.
Amul opened his car parked on the side of the road and put Song Beiye in the back seat to prevent him from being insensitive to the drug and waking up midway and causing trouble for himself. He neatly tied up the other person's hands and feet with hemp ropes.
, and then blocked his mouth again.
Looking at Song Beiye who was tied up in braids, Amul couldn't help but feel funny. He picked up his phone, took a photo, and drove away.
Halfway through, Amul changed cars.
He was worried that Wang Biao and the others would call the police and the police would follow the surveillance to find him, so he acted very cautiously.
The address given by Abepu was City X, far away from City A. He drove all the way away from City A and headed for City X.
The sky gradually gets brighter.
Amul looked at the dawn light and then at Song Beiye in the back seat. He hadn't woken up yet.
Wang Biao's home.
Wang Biao slowly yawned and slowly opened his eyes.
Looking at the bright sky, he wondered why he woke up so early?
According to his past habit, he drank until early in the morning and then went to bed. He couldn't wake up before noon. He woke up a bit early today, and he felt that his throat and nose were very uncomfortable, as if something had invaded him.
, dry, itchy, and even a foreign body sensation.
"I drank too much yesterday." He wondered, attributing the uncomfortable feeling to alcohol.
