Chapter 245 Bring Song Wuyou's Head over to Meet Me!

The other side: "This time you insisted that I act on the street, hurting a lot of innocent people, and a little girl died."

Mrs. Song sneered: "Do you want to be relentless and annoyed because of a little girl?"

The other party: "If I kill someone with your money, it means you kill someone. You don't feel guilty at all?"

Madam Song snorted: "I feel guilty! Isn't it the death of a daughter?"

She did not also die a daughter!

"Yang Yuhui, you really have a heart of a poisonous scorpion." Suddenly, Song Wuyou's cold voice sounded.

Mrs. Song's back was startled, her eyes kept shooting all around, but there was no one around.

She frowned slightly, strange, I seemed to hear that bitch talking just now.

"Hey, I'm going to play cards now. If you want to take the final payment, bring Song Wuyou's head over to meet me!" Madam Song calmed down and said loudly to the man on the other end of the phone.

"Aren't you afraid that your head will fall first?" This time, the voice was colder than before.

Not the man's voice, but Song Wuyou's voice.

Mrs. Song was startled and turned around quickly.

He stared at Song Wuyou in horror as he walked out of a big tree.

Does she know?

Song Wuyou walked over step by step, her eyes cold.

Madam Song looked at Song Wuyou like this, her heart trembled slightly, as if she was the devil who came to take her own head.

"Song Wuyou?"

Song Wuyou stopped five meters away from her and looked at each other coldly: "I'm not dead, are you disappointed?"

When things were broken, Mrs. Song was afraid.

But she loves face and doesn't show it in front of Song Wuyou.

"Yes, quite disappointed!" Madam Song stared at Song Wuyou grimly.

Song Wuyou's expression was cold, "Even if you don't like me, even if I'm not your biological daughter, you don't hate me so much, do you want to ask a killer to kill me? Yang Yuhui, how can I say, when I was a child, I called you Mom too. Are you so cruel?"

"Bah! I don't want you to be my daughter? That's right, I hate you! When I know you are there, I hate you to death! As soon as I see you, I think of Song Nan's betrayal and derailment~ , I can't wait to strangle you! Especially when you marry Young Master Gu, it makes me sad for Jiuyue and I hate you even more. In my dreams, I'm cursing you to die quickly! You're tough, you can't die in two car accidents! You can't die! Forget it, why do you want to kill me, Jiumei? I asked the killer to kill you, not because I hate you, but to avenge Jiumei!" Madam Song looked at Song Wuyou grimly, her eyes cold and her expression distorted.

"I didn't kill Song Jiumei!" Song Wuyou said, "She died of syphilis."

"Bah! Jiumei is not that kind of woman!"

"Yang Yuhui, you couldn't hire a killer to kill me, but you killed a little girl and injured four people."

"So what?"

"You killed someone."

"What if I kill someone?"

Song Wuyou sneered: "Murder is to pay for your life."

"If I die, I will pull you to the bottom!" Madam Song suddenly rushed towards Song Wuyou, and at the same time she took out a small knife from her bag.

Song Wuyou swiftly dodged before she rushed forward. At this time, several police officers rushed out from nowhere and stepped forward to stop Mrs. Song.

Madam Song was shocked, and then struggled desperately: "Let go of me! Let me go!"

"Yang Yuhui, the evidence of your murder is solid, and now I will take you back to the police station," said a police officer.

"What kind of evidence is there? I didn't kill anyone, it was those killers!"

"Don't deny it any more. No matter how much you deny it, it's just in vain."