Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

Happy to death is a very apt adjective.

Song Ye gave Leng Yuexin wine a model with stronger medicinal properties. In addition to not being addicted, it would continue to produce physiological reactions until the whole person was exhausted and died.

After all, this is also a secret move, she expected Leng Yuexin not to let herself go, and she never thought of showing mercy.

"Devil, you devil..." Leng Fang could no longer control the roar in his mouth. The boy in white in front of him looked pure and innocent, but in fact his bones were completely black. If the disappointment of the Leng family had given him a huge blow, then Leng Yuexin's lack of cure was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Now, Leng Fang, who is holding the phone with grief and indignation on his face, still has the appearance of being half a point above the boss.

"Okay, I admit defeat, I admit defeat, you want a drug-drug trading channel, I'll give it to you." Leng Fang got up, walked to the safe and took out the prepared documents, he didn't expect that he would come here. step.

When the things were handed over, Song Ye took them apart on the spot for acceptance. After determining the content at a glance, he handed the things over to Zhao Chongbin behind him.

The latter took it, but his movements were a little stiff. When looking at Song Ye's eyes, Zhao Chongbin's eyes even brought a little fear.

Yes, fear.

From entering the negotiation of the wealthy family in the capital, to the siege of the dead, and then to Song Ye's shot, a layer of sweat broke out behind Zhao Chongbin, but the young man in front of him was calm and composed. In fact, the opponent has been strangled by the throat.

Zhao Chongbin derived a trace of daze from this fearful heart. What kind of strength background does the young man in front of him have to have such a plan?

No one answered him, even Song Ye would not answer any of his questions at this moment.

This negotiation is still going on.

"I've already handed it over to you, what about Yuexin's antidote?" Leng Fang calmed down and asked the other party for the same price.

It's a pity, "Mr. Leng misunderstood, that's not all." Song Ye's cold voice was like an elegant violin, with a taste of slowness.

"Song Ye, don't go too far. The drug-drug cake is enough to kill you, and my Leng family can't fight with you anymore. What do you want?" A juvenile boy who is savvy.

However, Song Ye met his gaze with a cold smile, "With additional conditions, I want you to be cold and disappear into the boundaries of the capital."

The Leng family's industry has been completely withdrawn from the capital!

In this place where every inch of land is so precious, the capital is the heart of the Leng family's industry. If they withdraw from the capital, the Leng family will definitely hurt their vitality even more.

"It's impossible." Leng Fang gritted his teeth, trying to make his last dying struggle.

Song Ye sat on the sofa with her slender fingertips on the armrest, contentedly, "You are not qualified to negotiate with me, and now you want to regain the trust of the Qin family, only Leng Yuexin is the bargaining chip left. Even if you die, you can't be Qin Feng's father-in-law."

Leng Fang took a deep breath. He didn't expect that Song Ye could see even his thoughts. He was horrified and hated the feeling of being held in his hand.

It is true that he does not love this unrelated daughter very much. The anger at the hotel's scandal is only temporary. Now that the Leng family has lost power, the only thing he can use is the relationship between Leng Yuexin and Qin Feng, and he is expected to hug the Qin family again. In this big tree, only Leng Yuexin is left.

However, all these calculations are in Song Ye's grasp, and what is available now is the reason for her to increase her chips.

If they don't agree, the Leng family can only survive in the capital. If they agree, there may be a chance to make a comeback.

In the end, he could only agree, "Okay, I promise you."

Song Ye likes to do things all at once, and Leng Yuexin's body obviously can't afford it, so Leng Fang asked the secretary to sort out all the properties in the capital and sign an equity sale.

The lunch that day was held in the villa, Song Ye rarely had the mood to cook by himself, and made a large table full of dishes, saying that it was to celebrate the happy cooperation between the two parties.

The wine glasses collided with each other, the red wine swirled in the glasses, and finally merged into the thin lips.

Leng Fang twitched the corners of his mouth, but he didn't know the taste. If he wanted to laugh or not, he said, "Happy cooperation."

Damn it, the cooperation is pleasant, this is simply a one-sided suppression, a white wolf with empty gloves, and a living medicine stone to crush his Leng family.

These curses are only carried out in the heart, and on the surface it is still a scene of peace and wealth.

Zhao Chongbin and his brothers were also fortunate to taste Song Ye's craftsmanship, and they were full of praise for it. Halfway through the meal, Song Ye walked into the kitchen and looked up at his mouth full of oil, "Are you finished?"

"Hmm..." Zhao Chongbin paused for a while, and quickly wiped his mouth with a tissue, knowing that Song Ye had something for him to do.

"After eating, go to the toilet to guard, find a way to stun a dead man, and wait for me to pass." Song Ye said a few words, then turned around and left.

Zhao Chongbin was bitter, he had to go to the toilet to wait for the rabbit when he was full, and he felt so hard-pressed, but it was Song Ye's order not to neglect, and soon he slipped to the toilet outside the garden.

People will of course have three urgency when they are full of food and drink. Even the dead man of the Leng family has to eat, drink, and lazar, so Zhao Chongbin succeeded and plotted very smoothly.

After ten minutes, Song Ye came over, saw the dead man in the flower bush next to him, raised his eyebrows and praised Zhao Chongbin, "Good skill."

Zhao Chongbin scratched his head and smiled a little embarrassedly, "Haha, the trick of stealing chickens and dogs." It wasn't a real knife or real gun fight, and he wasn't too embarrassed to be cheeky.

Song Ye didn't look at his little white face again, squatted beside the dead man, and when he raised his hand, he twisted the opponent's neck. Zhao Chongbin, who was behind him, took a sigh of relief and almost exited the flower bush to be discovered.

Murder, this is real murder.

Although Zhao Chongbin had also killed people on the battlefield and had blood on them, he was not like Song Ye, who calmly twisted people's necks with his hands, which was too brutal.

Before he could finish the horror, Song Ye had already turned over the dead man's body, took out a knife and cut out the chip at the back of his neck. If she guessed correctly, this should be the last batch of dead men in the Leng family.

After taking the things, Zhao Chongbin put the pestle there to catch the wind, while watching Song Ye get deeper into the flowers, took out the USB flash drive to transfer the data, and made another phone call after a while, said a few words and hung up when I acted. .

"Song Ye, you are..." It was only a few minutes after leaving the flower bush, Zhao Chongbin stood beside Song Ye, still in the fog, not knowing what the other party wanted to do, let alone where to ask.

Song Ye replied lightly, "Leng Fang is right, this world is a world of cannibalism."