The strongest healer

Chapter 382 Pay off the debt
The office that Song Ye had only seen in his videos appeared in front of him. Song Ye would shoot every provocative video here. Song Shi looked behind the desk and, sure enough, the camera was there.

Song Ye still thought he had escaped a disaster. He was sitting on the ground, holding his chest and gasping for breath, when he caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye.

Song Shi actually caught up at the last moment!
Song also felt fear, the fear of being isolated and helpless.

He never thought that one day he would be face to face with Song Shi, without anyone else and without support.

Song Ye quickly pulled out the pistol from his suit pocket, "Song Shi, you——"

"Garbage!" Song Shi raised his foot and kicked Song Ye in the chest. With just such an effortless kick, Song Ye rolled over with his gun until his back hit the office desk made of pure black stone and he stopped.

Song Shi laughed sarcastically, "I thought you were so powerful? Oh, by the way, you are just a B-level violent type."

Song Shi emphasized the word "Grade B".

Song Ye got up from the ground in a panic, raised his pistol and aimed at Song Shi, then pulled the trigger again and again, with bullets shooting at Song Shi. "Go to hell!"

His eyes were wide open with fear and resentment.

Grade B hit Song Ye's sore spot. In the recent experiments of creating gods, his genes were fused with other excellent experimental subjects in an attempt to cultivate the next Song, but all the experiments failed. The reason for the failure was his genetic defects.

Unrepeatable in the Song Dynasty!

Song Shi spread his hands, and a virtual barrier appeared in front of him, blocking all the bullets.

"I can't die. It's not easy for me to get to where I am now."

Song Shi put the Sanxi back into the scabbard and walked towards Song Ye with his bare hands.

Song Ye kept pulling the trigger, but all the bullets had been fired. He threw the pistol away in frustration, and as he looked at the man getting closer and closer to Song, cold sweat broke out all over his body.

When he knew that he had such a daughter, Song also conducted a detailed investigation of Song Shi. He watched all the videos and photos of Song Shi's experience in the detention school.

Song Shi is a man of great integrity. Only a person like her is worthy of being his daughter.

But at this moment, the strong-willed Song Shi aimed his fist at him, and Song shuddered.

"Are you scared?" Song Shi looked down at him, with a short and sharp virtual dagger in each of his left and right hands. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a bad tone, "You are scared, that's right."

Song Shi bent down slightly, and the virtual blade went straight into Song Ye's shoulder and neck. When he pulled it out, the smelly blood came out and splashed on his clothes. "This knife is to return it to you on behalf of Song Shi."

Song also screamed and almost bit off his tongue. He covered the hole in his neck and blood gushed out from between his fingers.

At this moment, the camera was turned on silently, recording everything, and the images were transmitted back to the human base in real time.

The crowd watching was extremely nervous, just like the person involved, Song Ye.

"Kill him, kill him quickly, everything will be solved if Song is killed..." an officer urged, staring at the screen.

The second knife stabbed into Song Ye's left shoulder, blood spurted out, and veins on Song Ye's forehead bulged.

"This knife is for Zhao Jing."

"You should stab Zhao Jing!" Song Ye growled, "She was the one who ignored you. She was the one who signed the document in the first place!"

Song Shi grabbed his neck, depriving Song Ye of the chance to breathe and speak, "Shut up."

Song Ye tilted his head back and tried to pry open Song Shi's fingers, but Song Shi didn't move at all. The dagger in his right hand went in and out of Song Ye's body.

"This knife is for the ordinary people you killed 19 years ago."

There was more than one victim back then, Zhao Jing was the only one who survived.

"This sword is for all the violent students who died in the mirror maze."

Deng Changrong, Wang Yihu, Zhu Zhenpeng...

"This knife is for the innocent citizens you captured for experimentation." "This knife is for the souls in the underground palace."

As the knife hit Song Ye again and again, his whole body was twitching. Song Shi avoided the vital points and did not take his life directly. What Song Shi wanted to do was to torture him.

"Is that all?" Song Shi let go of Song Ye's neck, straightened his face, and grinned cruelly, "I still have a lot of accounts to settle."

Song Ye’s lungs ruptured, and he kept vomiting blood from his mouth. His voice was unclear. What did he say?
Song Shi lifted his chin and said, "What did you just say? I advise you to explain it clearly, otherwise you will have no chance."

Song also spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and said word by word, "Beast!"

Song Shi was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled and said, "I am really honored to hear these two words from you."

Song Shi clenched the dagger tightly. She didn't want Song Ye to leave easily. She really had a lot of accounts to settle.

"The first time you appeared in front of me, you disgusted me so much. I still remember this!"

There was another hole in Song Ye's broken body.

"You threatened me."

"You blew me up with a bomb."

"Let the lightning strike me."

"You called yourself my dad many times, in front of so many people's computers. I'll give you a few more knives."

Song Ye resisted at the beginning, but now he has lost the ability to resist. His eyes are gradually unable to focus, and the pain is fading. He can only feel his body being pierced again and again, and Song Shi's voice is getting farther and farther away from him.

The person behind the camera was also shocked by the bloody scene.

"The violent type is indeed the most vengeful..."

"Song is also a pervert, Song Shi..."

The officer remained silent for the rest of the sentence, but everyone present understood what he was going to say.

Chang Yurui was very calm, "Song Shi may have gone berserk, and now someone needs to go in and calm her down."

"Our people have arrived and have been guarding outside, but in this situation, I don't think any healer would dare to go in. Why don't we wait until Song Shi recovers before letting them in? Otherwise, if Song Shi accidentally kills an innocent person, it will be difficult to determine the responsibility..."

Chang Yu Rui pondered for a moment, thinking of what Song Shi had just said, "Go find Zhao Jing."

……

Song Shi output healing power from his palms, which made Song Ye wake up.

When he opened his eyes and saw Song, Song shuddered with fear, fear from the depths of his soul. 19 years ago, when he was sentenced to death in a military court and was about to be sent to the research institute for autopsy, he was not as scared as he is now.

"You will be free soon. This is the final blow, and it only represents myself."

An electric current suddenly ran through Song Ye's brain nerves. The first knife he cut was for "Song Shi", and the last knife was for "himself".

When he was on the verge of death, Song also figured something out.

But it was too late. With the last blow, the dagger turned into a long sword. After the long sword was raised high, it fell down like lightning. A line of blood appeared on Song Ye's neck, and then his head moved parallel and fell right into his own arms.

Song Shi stood up and stepped back repeatedly.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Song Shi burst into laughter.

I have never felt as comfortable as I do at this moment, a kind of joy that comes from the depths of my soul.

It was as if the original body was happy with her.