"Bang..." The door broke open, and a figure flew out of the house, directly crashed into the elegant wooden house door, and fell on the corridor outside the house.

The female guests in the spring boudoir found that there was a rare excitement and looked around. There were even a few of them with disheveled clothes. They seemed to be doing business. When they heard the sound, they could not suppress their curiosity and came out to watch the excitement.

After all, you can do things at any time, but the lively atmosphere in the spring boudoir is not often seen. The thugs of the Iron Knife Club do not mind relaxing their fists at all.

I saw the man lying on the corridor wearing a blue brocade dress, a golden crown on his head, a jade ring on his waist, and dressed in a casual young man. Unfortunately, his face was blue and swollen, his hair was tilted, and his big gray footprint was printed on his clothes. He was lying on the ground and moaning weakly.

"You are the one with the surname Song... You are actually poisoned. The Zhang family won't let you go..." Hearing his words, the one who fell to the ground should be the young master of the Zhang family. Seeing everyone watching, he wanted to get up and cover his face and leave.

He never thought that his whole body was stiff and he could not exert force at all. Even speaking was so difficult. When he noticed his physical problems, he realized that he was probably poisoned.

"Haha." A handsome young man in a similar dress walked out of the house. His face looked like a jade-like man, his figure was tall, and he was holding a pretty beauty who wanted to talk to him. Unfortunately, his face was pale, and the standard appearance of the playboy's excessive indulgence suddenly broke his good skin.

"Zhang Mingyuan, just lie on the ground obediently, Miss Sisi and I will not be with you. Spring night is worth a thousand gold, and the beautiful scenery is beautiful, but it cannot be delayed for a moment. Don't worry, just a little powerful anesthetic, cooled on the ground for two hours, just cooled your passionate heart. Hahahahahaha..." The young master surnamed Song said in a statement with a victorious attitude.

Just anesthetic... Huh, Zhang Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't dare to harm him, the only son of the head of the Zhang family.

As soon as his fear disappeared, the anger of being kicked out of the door by Song Ziyu and being watched by others, he burst into his heart.

"You... are despicable..." Zhang Mingyuan wanted to scold Song Ziyu, a shameless villain, but now he is not flexible, so it takes a lot of effort to say these three words.

"Whatever you say, it won't change the reality that you are a dog who falls into the water anyway." Song Ziyu saw that Zhang Mingyuan, who had relied on his high force in the past and repeatedly defeated him, was now in a good mood. No matter what he said, he would wail as a failure dog.

"Madam, don't change rooms." Song Ziyu was also sharp-eyed. Seeing the madam coming, she guessed that she wanted to change the room that broke the door and pull away the two of them who were causing trouble.

Of course, it is also because of the two of them, one is the only son of the head of the Zhang family, and the other is the young master of the Song family in the city lord's mansion. There is only one elder sister in the family, so it is not an exaggeration to say that she is the only son. If she were ordinary people, she would have been suppressed by a thug and beaten up.

"I'm afraid Brother Zhang will catch a cold on the ground, so I will spend a good night with Miss Sisi tonight in this room without any chance. I hope this hot spring can give Brother Zhang a little warmth. Hahahahahahaha..." Song Ziyu had a rare advantage and did not miss the opportunity to beat the dog in the water.

"······" Zhang Mingyuan's tongue was completely paralyzed and he couldn't even speak.

"This..." The madam opened her mouth and wanted to mediate.

"Shut up, let him lie here tonight, it's useless for anyone to come." Song Ziyu stared at the madam fiercely, revealing her threatening intention.

The madam was helpless and dared not say much.

Song Ziyu hugged the girl in her arms and walked into the room with a smile.

Zhang Mingyuan looked at his villain's successful appearance, and the anger in his eyes seemed to be about to burst out. If he hadn't even his mouth was paralyzed, he would have even bitten his teeth.

The madam in Chunquan Pavilion saw that neither of them could afford to offend each other, so she could only help each other and sent thugs to disperse the onlookers, which was to retain some face for the only young master of the Zhang family.

Among the people who were dispersed, there was a middle-aged man dressed in a silent manner. Seeing that things were done, he nodded secretly, took advantage of the thug to disperse the crowd and left quietly.

This farce was also sent by the madam to the Li family in time to inform Li Qiusheng, the eldest son of the Li family who was in charge.

Li Qiusheng poured a cup of tea, placed it beside him, supported his forehead with his right hand, and had a rest.

In the past few days, Li Qiusheng has arranged manpower investigations day and night and listened to his subordinates' discoveries. He had to rest for a while every day, and his beautiful wife at home has not been comforted for several days.

However, at this moment, my father still has important things. My second brother is not at home, and my mother and younger brother are newly mourning. Only he can bear this burden at home.

With a slight narrowing of his eyes, Li Qiusheng had just started to rest, and a servant came to report that there was something important to the Chun Boudoir.

Li Qiusheng pressed his panic and painful temple and waved his hand to let the informant come in.

The thugs of the Chuncai Pavilion who reported the news quickly came in and recounted the farce that happened in the Chuncai Pavilion tonight to Li Qiusheng.

After hearing this, Li Qiusheng said nothing, but just signaled to the thug who reported the news to go down.

After a long time, "Bang..." Li Qiusheng slapped the table with a heavy palm, shaking the teacup to the ground.

"Song Family..." word by word, Li Qiusheng's face was cold and his eyes were cold.

"Come on. Call Qiren and go to the spring boudoir with me."

Someone immediately responded to the house and then went away to call someone.

"Wait," Li Qiusheng shouted again, "Forget it, ask him to stop. Send someone to investigate secretly. I want to know the origin of the drug in Song Ziyu's hand."

Another servant went to stop the previous person from being called.

Li Qiusheng suppressed his desire to fly to Chunquan Pavilion to catch Song Ziyu's questioning immediately. It was not the time to tear the face. Besides, someone might have framed the blame.

Li Qiusheng leaned on the back of the chair with a headache, and was speechless for a long time.

Li Xin used his palm to break the neck in his hand. The person in front of him slowly slid from Li Xin's hand, fell to the ground, and raised a thin layer of dust.

Under the moonlight, Li Xin wore a headscarf, pooping and looked like a fat man with a middle-aged fat man.

Just now in the spring boudoir, the middle-aged man who quietly left with the crowd was Li Xin. The corpse in front of him was Song Ziyu's servant during his lifetime. He was bribed by Li Xin and offered a pill to Song Ziyu, asking him to give him a lesson.

Li Xin sneered and looked at the corpse in front of him, who was full of disbelief. This person opened his mouth and knocked out a lot of money, but he didn't know that no matter how much money he had, he would not be able to use it.

Li Xin squatted down, groped on the corpse, and took away the money he gave. It was not that Li Xin asked for money to die, but an ordinary servant, who would not have so much money, even if he was Song Ziyu's servant.

Excess money will only expose someone to instruct, which is not conducive to the implementation of the plan.
Chapter completed!