It makes sense to grab a marriage: don't mess with the savage wife

Chapter 507 Consent to Divorce (3)

"Mr. Mo, please!"

Song Qingyi's subordinates suddenly made a sound, interrupting Mo Xun's thoughts. There was a hint of worry in his eyes, but he turned his head and left in the end.

No one understands Song Qingyi's ability better than him.

Even if he was injured, even if Su Qingfu was stronger than Song Qingyi, Song Qingyi still had a way to get out here, he believed in Song Qingyi.

Song Qingyi's thoughts have always been meticulous and deep, so if he can imagine that he and Su Qingfu will fight, there must be a way to get out of the body.

Who Song Qing thought was that he was the most powerful man in Guan Cheng who turned his hand into clouds and his hands into rain.

Mo Xun was thinking while walking outside.
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On the other side, both of them have reached the white-burning stage, and neither can let the other, and neither can inflict more trauma on the other.

Song Qingyi's face became paler and paler, but he still narrowly avoided Su Qingfu's attack.

The coldness in Su Qingfu's eyes gradually turned into a kind of excitement, the kind of excitement of meeting similar people and rivals.

"I didn't expect Song Jiangliu to raise such a son!" Su Qingfu's eyes were full of excitement when he met his opponent. After being punched in the chin by Song Qing, he said such a sentence.

He didn't even care about the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, instead he was smiling.

Song Qingyi was stunned because he suddenly heard the name of his most respected father from someone he didn't know very well.

But at the moment when he was stunned, Su Qingfu lifted his foot and kicked Song Qingyi hard to the ground.

Song Qingyi was kicked by Su Qingfu and flew out without warning, sending a long distance on the smooth floor.

"..." Song Qing stood up with difficulty, and opened his mouth to speak, but blood spurted out directly, splashing onto the clothes and the ground.

Seeing this, Su Qingfu showed a satisfied smile on his face, stretched out his hand and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then raised it to his eyes for a contemptuous glance.

Then he slowly walked towards Song Qingyi.

Song Qingyi only felt a pain in his chest, as if his internal organs had been smashed to pieces, but this kind of pain made him feel much better in his heart.

The pain his Yuyu endured didn't stop there.

"Song Qingyi, do you know? You succeed because you value emotions, and you fail because you value emotions. People who are too emotional will often be blinded and lose their reason and judgment."

Su Qingfu finally walked up to Song Qingyi and looked down at him.

Song Qingyi just looked at Su Qingfu with a cold face, even though there was still blood flowing out of his mouth, he didn't seem to feel any pain, and he didn't say a word.

A glimmer of appreciation flashed in Su Qingfu's eyes, but it disappeared quickly, so quickly that no one noticed.

"Huh!" Su Qingfu snorted coldly, his expression full of disdain, and then stepped on Song Qingyi's chest.

"You know you're here today, and I won't let you go back so easily, so why did you come here alone?" When Su Qingfu said this, there was genuine puzzlement and doubt in his eyes.

Although it is very shallow, most people can't see it, but Song Qingyi can still see it.

There are too many wounds on his body, whether it was stabbed by debris in the villa before, stabbed by Yu Chiguang with scissors later, or by Su Qingfu at this moment, the number is too numerous to count.

But he couldn't feel the pain anymore.

"Do you think...you will...win..." Song Qingyi was lying on the ground, looking very embarrassed, and his voice was hoarse, but his eyes were still full of confidence.

(End of this chapter)