Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 66 Song Yun's Death (12,000)

He knew about Song Zhen's return of the jade pendant, but he was a little confused at the time as to why his mother would go out of her way to do such a small thing.

Now he understood everything, and his mouth opened into a bitter smile on his face.

So, at that time, his mother was already planning to use his life to kill Song Yan? Obviously, his plan against Song Zhen had not yet been implemented, and Song Zhen was still intact.

Is your heart aching?
Maybe that's the case.

He placed one hand on his chest as if clutching something tightly, and his breathing through his nose became short and rapid, probably because of the blood clot accumulated in his throat, making a whooshing sound.

At this moment, Gu Banxia frowned slightly as if she sensed something: "Sir...someone is coming."

Song Yan raised his head and looked into the distance. It was pitch black and he could not see anything. The heavy rain covered everything.

"It's a little later than I thought."

He retracted his gaze and smiled at Song Yun: "You two brothers are meeting, so I won't disturb you. After all, you are brothers, and it would be a bit of an eyesore for me, an outsider, to be here."

Although they don't have the same father, they have the same mother after all, so it shouldn't be a big problem to say that they are brothers.

Song Yan and Gu Banxia turned and left. The rain curtain blocked their view, and soon their backs were no longer visible. Song Yun did not run away. On the one hand, it was because of the physical torture. With a broken leg and excruciating pain in other parts of his body, he could not escape.

On the other hand, it’s probably because my heart is dead.

Of course, it may also be for the little bit of hope that remains in my heart.

And Song Yan wouldn't let him leave alive. If he really had a chance to escape, he would appear before him at any time, like a spectator, hiding in some corner, watching the picture book he had painted with his own hands.

As if his soul had been sucked out, Song Yun just sat on the ground motionless, letting the bean-sized raindrops hit his face and his body soaked in water.

It must have been a long time.

Blah, blah, blah...

Finally, some different sounds were heard in the rainstorm, and the drooping head finally raised up. Song Yun turned around and looked, and several figures appeared in the hazy night rain.

"Seventh brother, why are you here?"

"Still so embarrassed?"

When that familiar, yet somewhat teasing voice entered his ears, Song Yun's last bit of hope disappeared.

He designed to ruin Song Zhen. From Yu Songyun's point of view, he did nothing wrong in this matter. It was not just because of his mother's favoritism, but also because the spoiled Song Zhen was the scourge of the Duke's Mansion and would sooner or later bring disaster to the Duke's Mansion.

He was targeting his mother, but he only wanted to undermine her authority a little.

In his heart, the thought of killing his mother had never occurred to him.

But in the mother's eyes, the only value of her life seemed to be to pave the way for Song Zhen.

As the distance got closer, Song Yun finally saw clearly that there were five people on the other side. Song Zhen was lying on the back of one of them, soaking wet and looking a little miserable. Although he had a straw raincoat, it was of little use in such a rainstorm.

He didn't care at all what his injured arms and legs would look like after being soaked in the heavy rain. From a close distance, only the face was distorted with hatred, resentment and pleasure.

Song Zhen got down to the ground. Although he only had one leg supporting his body, he still walked to Song Yun with the help of two people.

Song Yun knew those people.

This was the person Yang Siyao brought from the Yang family when she entered the Duke's Mansion.

In fact, Song Zhen didn't need to be so embarrassed. He prepared a carriage and quietly followed Song Yun when he left Song Garden. Who knew that the axle of one of the wheels broke not long after the carriage went out.

It was not easy to find a repairman so late at night. Several subordinates wanted to send Song Zhen to a safe place and then deal with Song Yun alone, but Song Zhen refused. There were some things he had to do personally.

Seeing Song Yun's embarrassed look, Song Zhen suddenly laughed, and the sound of "hahaha" echoed in the rain: "Seventh Brother, you also have this day?"

That wave of hatred seemed to rush directly into my head: "Hit me."

Two men rushed over, and one of them kicked Song Yun in the chest. Song Yun fell to the ground, splashing water.

There seemed to be a cracking sound. Perhaps another rib... or several ribs had broken. Then, feet came crashing down on him again and again. Even though Song Yun tried to keep his mouth shut, he still couldn't help but groan.

Amidst the frantic beating, Song Zhen roared almost insanely: "Song Yun, you bastard."

"You hurt me."

"I always thought you were my best brother, but you broke my arm and my leg."

"You've made me a cripple!"

Useless person!

Useless person!

Useless person!!!

It was the hoarseest howl, echoing in the heavy rain.

Boom... click.

The silver lightning chain brought a moment of light to this dark world, illuminating a face that looked like a ghost.

Song Zhen panted heavily. After a long time, he waved his hand and said, "Stop."

The two black-clad subordinates then temporarily let Song Yun go. He looked even more miserable than before. His nose was crooked, possibly broken, and blood was gushing out. Even his ears were oozing with blood. His mouth kept spitting blood foam, but it was quickly washed away by the rain.

He struggled with his arms to prop himself up, but after trying for a while, he let them go and just lay on the ground gasping for breath.

"I once swore that I would repay the torture I suffered double."

As he said this, a man in black picked up a stone and handed it to Song Zhen. It was half the size of his head, enough.

Another person supported Song Zhen and squatted in front of Song Yun: "My dear brother, don't you have anything to say?"

Song Yun grinned. He considered telling Song Zhen what Song Yan had told him. But this brief thought was a rejection in Song Zhen's eyes. A fierce look flashed across his sinister eyes, and the next second, Song Zhen's only remaining left arm was raised high.

boom!
The stone hit Song Yun's elbow.

Click.

Human bones are not hard enough compared to stones.

Accompanied by a crisp sound, Song Yun's arm immediately bent in a strange way.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……

Song Yun was unable to bear such pain. His body curled up and twitched, and he let out his first scream.

He could clearly feel the broken bones piercing into the flesh, the muscles and skin being torn apart, and the tendons in his hands being broken.

Seeing Song Yun like that, Song Zhen gasped, with an almost morbid smile on his face. Yes, it was exactly like this. Not long ago, he was also twitching like this and screaming.

Then he raised the stone again.

The target this time is the knee!

Twelve thousand words are sent here. I need to prepare the manuscript for tomorrow.

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(End of this chapter)