Seeing that she had swallowed all the food, Sister Hong signaled the two bodyguards to let her go.
Sang Jiu only felt sore, her throat hurt, her whole body ached, and she even vomited a mouthful of blood.
Sister Hong remembered that this young lady from the Sang family had a heart disease. After all this trouble, she didn't know if she would be able to walk out of here alive.
She left the room and heard Sangjiu's scream from behind.
"Sheng Mian! I want you to die! If I can get out, I will definitely want you to die!"
She shouted hysterically and spit out another mouthful of blood.
As soon as Sister Hong walked outside, she heard someone on the side reporting: "Sister Hong, Sang Tingyu is here again. This time he brought more than fifty people, all with guns in their hands."
Sister Hong raised her eyebrows and immediately followed her to the hall.
In the hall, Sang Tingyu stood in the middle, surrounded by people who came to gamble or trade, but none of them left.
After all, this scene is common in underground fighting arenas, but this time it is the Sang family that is looking for trouble. It is the largest wealthy family in North America and has a close relationship with the royal family.
The underground fighting arena is a famous no-no-no zone. Almost all the people who escape here are evildoers who commit deceit and abduction, and some are even evildoers who are responsible for dozens of lives. Everyone has seen this kind of gunfight, so the hall
No one left, but stayed to watch the show.
Sang Tinggu's height is close to 1.9 meters. Even in North America, where tall people are generally tall, he still stands out from the crowd.
He was wearing black gloves and had already assembled a gun in his hand. When he saw Sister Hong coming out, he opened his mouth.
"I want to see my sister."
He had already come once when he got off the plane, but Sister Hong was an old lady and didn't take his appeal to heart at all.
Sister Hong, wearing a purple suspender skirt, swayed to the front.
"Master Sang, do you know the price of showing off your gun in the fighting arena?"
Sang Tingyu's gun was pointed directly at her.
"I said, I want to see my sister."
Sister Hong didn't panic at all, covered her mouth and chuckled, "Your sister? Who?"
She wanted to announce in front of so many people that Sang Jiu was not his sister at all, but just a bastard who was brought back by someone who didn't know who.
However, Songhai has already asked her to cooperate, and she must abide by the spirit of the contract.
"You said Sangjiu, she is indeed here with us, but are you sure you want to take her back?"
Sang Tingyu's eyes froze, and he flicked the bolt of the gun lightly with his fingertips. The meaning was self-evident.
Sister Hong was still smiling, and she pointed to the bodyguard beside her.
"Okay, go and bring Miss Sang and send it to Master Sang."
After saying that, she turned to Sang Tinggu.
"But Master Sang, I have agreed. If you still let people stay here after I return the favor, then the next person we will kidnap is Mrs. Zhong You of the Sang family."
Wow, this is such a loud tone.
But everyone in the hall knew that what Sister Hong said was true.
The existence of the underground fighting arena is special. Countless vicious people use it as a refuge and as a trading point for important items.
Once the fighting arena is gone, this no-nonsense zone will become even more chaotic, so in order for it to continue to exist, some killers who have already washed their hands are willing to let their palms be stained with blood again.
In this place, the master of the fighting arena does not need to fear anyone.
Sang Tingyu nodded, agreeing to the deal.
Ten minutes later, the mulberry wine was brought.
The clothes on her body were still intact, and she didn't look like she had been abused, she was just in a coma.
Sang Tingyu breathed a sigh of relief, took the person into his arms, and took him away directly.
The people behind him also left one after another, and Sister Hong smiled at the people around her.
"Everyone should leave, leave. There's nothing to see."
The hall became quiet again, as if the farce just now did not exist.
Sister Hong returned to her box and sent a message to Fu Yancheng, saying that Sang Tingyu had sent Sangjiu away.
She knew that Fu Yancheng would not blame her, because his goal had been achieved, and he just wanted to make Sang Jiu suffer.
The corners of Sister Hong's mouth curved. She added an extra ingredient to the bowl without permission. In addition to making Sangjiu blind and mute, every three hours, her whole body would feel as if needles were pricking her.
, Sang Jiu's heart is not good, it depends on how long she can hold on.
Since this is the person Fu Yancheng wants to deal with, she naturally has to use 100% of her methods.
