Fu Yancheng threw her at his feet and just looked at Sang Tingyu.
Sang Tingyu felt that he was no longer alone. He was now an angry lion, completely irrational.
Fu Yancheng lowered his head and took out a cigarette, and gently hooked the gun with his little finger.
He lit the cigarette, and in the smoke, no one could see his expression clearly.
Xie Feng, who knew his brothers best, almost instantly pounced on Sang Tingyu and Sang Qi, making them both lie down.
The next second, bullets were fired towards the place where they had just been standing.
If they didn't get down in time, the bullet would have hit Sang Tingyu and Sang Qi's chests.
Xie Feng strode closer and grabbed the muzzle of his gun.
"Yancheng, calm down first and look around."
Fu Yancheng didn't say anything, and his leather shoe stepped directly on Sang Jiu's finger.
Sang Jiu was woken up from coma by the pain and heard him ask.
"Where is she?"
To her now, this voice sounded like a reminder from the King of Hell.
She was really scared. At this moment, she knew very clearly that as long as she hesitated for a moment, Fu Yancheng would definitely kill her.
"Woooooooooo, I don't know, I really don't know, brother, brother, help."
No one can stop the crazy Fu Yancheng.
"I don't know. I just threw a flower pot at her. She fell down there. I thought she was dead and her body should be there. I don't know where she went. I really don't know."
Fu Yancheng continued to exert force on his feet, and Sang Jiu felt that his finger bones were about to be crushed.
"It hurts, it hurts, oooooh, daddy, help."
She was in so much pain that she started talking nonsense, never thinking that the pain Sheng Mian suffered a few hours ago was a thousand times worse than hers.
Sang Tingyu couldn't bear it any longer, and everyone in the villa came out. Everyone had guns in their hands, pointing at Fu Yancheng.
Fu Yancheng just threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and sneered.
"Sang Tingyu, if your men dare to take action, I guarantee that none of you three will be able to leave the imperial capital alive."
Sang Tingyu's face turned cold again. If this were in North America, he would still have the ability to yell at Fu Yancheng.
But this happened to be in the imperial capital, not to mention that there was Xie Feng standing next to Fu Yancheng.
"Let go of Xiaojiu and I'll help you find Sheng Mian."
Fu Yancheng lowered his eyelashes and heard Xie Feng advising on the side, "I haven't seen Sheng Mian's body now. She may not be really dead, but if the delay continues, it will be hard to tell. Let's look around first. It may be her."
He ran away by himself."
Fu Yancheng's rationality finally returned and he nodded slowly.
The entire imperial capital was in a state of uproar. The Fu family, the Xie family, and the Sang family were looking for Sheng Mian.
This was the first time that the Imperial Capital circle had seen such a battle. Some people even heard that Sang Jiu was almost killed by Fu Yancheng.
"Fu Yancheng shot Sangjiu. Sangjiu was in the hospital, the hospital our family invested in. Sang Tingyu's face looked ugly."
"Sang Jiu was shot twice and all his finger bones were broken. Fu Yancheng was also able to kill him."
"Don't forget, everyone said at the beginning not to provoke him. He goes crazy without caring about the consequences."
As soon as this sentence came out, the group instantly became silent.
Indeed, the family members of those second-generation ancestors had warned them not to offend Fu Yancheng.
Now that Sangjiu has offended someone, he can ignore the Sang family's background.
The three parties have mobilized, as if they want to dig up the land of the imperial capital.
However, there was no news of Sheng Mian until dawn, and she seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.
Fu Yancheng was sitting in the car, his eyes were red, and the smoke on his fingertips was almost burning to his fingers, but he couldn't notice it at all.
The door of the car was opened, and Xie Feng choked on the smell of smoke inside.