Chapter 41 A thousand years are too long, leaving a name for a hundred years!

The pain of overturning the river spread all over Song Yi's abdomen in an instant. His body finished a shrimp, but he could not fall down, because Zhao Kang stared at Song Yi with cold eyes like a wolf who chose people, and grabbed Song Yi's chest and shirt tightly with one hand, and did not let him fall down.

"Cough... Cough..." Song Yi coughed, raised his head and looked at Wang Wu with questioning eyes and asked, "It turns out that you suspect that I killed Lord Zhao's son. Do you have any evidence?"

Wang Wu was slightly dodged by Song Yi's eyes and hummed coldly, "Of course there is no evidence, otherwise Lord Zhao would not have brought you here, so you'd better open your mouth by yourself, otherwise you will suffer."

"say... Say..." Zhao Kang roared, waved his fist and punched Song Yi heavily in the abdomen. After this punch, Song Yi's cold sweat suddenly came out, and his body gasped in pain.

Zhao Kang was crazy, and then punched Song Yi's abdomen with three or four punches in a row, which threw Song Yi's already soft body on the ground, stepped on Song Yi's hand and snorted coldly and asked, "Say... How did you kill my son!"

Song Yi's whole body was torn apart in pain, but the corners of his mouth pulled out a sneer and gasped and said, "You are setting up a private court. You are extorting confessions by torture. If you have evidence, you should hold me to the open and aboveboard trial... Er..."

Before Song Yi's words were finished, he suddenly took a cold breath and snorted. Zhao Kang's foot on the back of Song Yi's hand was stepping hard, crushing...

"Hehe... Don't think that I don't know that you had dinner with Dou Niande Wang Kuanglu in Zuixianju last night. Don't think that I can't do anything about you without evidence! Fortunately, Wang Wu reported it to me, otherwise I would have almost believed that my son was accidentally killed by King Kang's bodyguard. Today, whether you say it or not, I will torture you to death!!" Zhao Kang gritted his teeth and said.

Song Yi's eyes have never left Wang Wu, and he has always been cold...

On the streets in Bianzhou City, no one has figured out what happened to the group just now. Suddenly, another galloped through the street, and immediately there was a beautiful girl in bright clothes. This time, many people recognized that this was the delicate daughter Wang Su in the royal palace. When they saw her, they couldn't help avoiding her and changing their color.

On a good morning, when people were talking about the anecdotes of Tan Hualang in the Mingyue Building, no one knew that Song Yi was being beaten to death at this moment.

Zhao Kang didn't know how long he punched and kicked. After he was tired, he gasped and stopped breathing. Maybe it was because the dirty air in this room had not passed through the wind for too long. Zhao Kang felt slightly suffocated and had to point to Song Yi, who was dying, and said to Wang Wu, "I'll go out to take a breath first. You can continue to ask me. After this matter, I naturally can't treat you!"

Wang Wu quickly agreed with joy, and Zhao Kang opened the door and walked out.

"Song Yi, Song Yi... You shouldn't be spoiled by a young lady... You shouldn't threaten me after being spoiled... What's more, I shouldn't have been favored by the young lady, but I was also favored by the master... Because of you, my Wang Wu has become a big joke! Ha ha... This time, have you been caught by me?" Wang Wu patted Song Yi's face and said with a smile.

Song Yi struggled to sit up, with blood flowing out of the corners of his mouth, and his clothes were stained with a lot of dust on himself and the ground, which was a mess. Let Wang Wu hit his face, Song Yi slightly even his breath and pain on his body. After a while, he regained some strength and continued to stare coldly into Wang Wu's eyes.

"A thousand years later..." Song Yi gasped and said.

"What?" Wang Wu was slightly stunned. He didn't know why Song Yi said such a thing.

Song Yi stared into Wang Wu's eyes and said, "A thousand years later... Or thousands of years later... Neither you nor I will appear in history... Why did you intrigue with a little person like me to kill me?

"Hehe... I don't understand these. All I know is that you took my limelight, and I happened to find your handle..." Wang Wu said with a smile, and his face was full of pride.

"So, from today on... I don't want to leave my name in history... A thousand years is too long... I just want to... Just let the whole world remember my Song Yi's name in a hundred years... It's all right!!!" As Song Yi spoke, his tone gradually became sonorous and cold. In the end, there was a cold cry.

Wang Wu's subconscious heart tightened, and there was a chill, and then Wang Wu subconsciously withdrew and retreated.

Song Yi has suddenly changed from an dying state to a rabbit, and smashed his whole body into Wang Wu's arms.

Wang Wu's body retreated quickly, very quickly... However, Song Yi almost turned all his strength into this collision.

One retreated, the other advanced, and Wang Wu didn't fall. Of course, he could not avoid the impact of Song Yi, so Song Yi fell into Wang Wu's arms, and Wang Wu grabbed Song Yi's neck with both hands under the vigilance.

"Sneer---"

Wang Wu's hands that pinched Song Yi's neck shook. He stared at Song Yi with wide eyes, and his mouth opened. Song Yi had covered his mouth with one hand.

Wang Wu loosened a pair of thick hands holding Song Yi's neck and wanted to push Song Yi away from his arms, but his strength pushed himself to the ground.

Song Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and the pain all over his body stimulated him with bursts of cold sweat. He still looked coldly at the ground and fell to the ground, "ho, huh, huh..." Wang Wu, who could only make this kind of breathing sound, then pitifully pulled out the ivory chopsticks that had never been destroyed and were hidden in his sleeves.

On the crystal round ivory chopsticks, a drop of blood slipped down and dripped on Wang Wu's face. Wang Wu gasped unwillingly and splashed out like a blood fountain in his chest.

"A thousand years is too far away.. Since people's hearts are sinister, I, Song Yi, am determined to keep my name for a hundred years! And you... Go to hell!!!" Song Yi stared at Wang Wu's pitiful eyes coldly and said, gently moving his footsteps, hiding on the edge of the door, waiting quietly...

Wang Wu finally rolled his eyes feebly and closed his eyelids tiredly!

In fact, Song Yi's heart is still a little sad for Wang Wu, but in the final analysis, he is angry and angry for survival. He doesn't want to kill, but someone wants to take his own life and doesn't want to be a fish, so he has to become a knife!