Chapter 964
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Just as he finished half a glass of wine, the lights in the villa suddenly flickered. The next moment, the whole house was completely dark.
Song Qi leaned against the bar counter and frowned. Was there a power outage?
He swallowed the wine in his mouth and put down the glass in his hand calmly. He took out his phone from his pocket, clicked on the screen, and turned on the flashlight function. He raised his phone and walked to the place where the power box was installed.
He was going to check if the power was tripped.
However, just as he approached the power box, under the light of the phone, he saw a man in black standing straight against the wall, wearing a metal mask on his face.
The phone light refracted a cold light on the metal mask. Coupled with the black clothes, he looked like a god of death.
Song Qi was so shocked that he almost dropped his phone. He was already a little tipsy, but he suddenly became sober. He even rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things. "You, you, who are you?"
Song Qi said incoherently. He took a few steps back, and his other free hand was still waving at his side, as if he was looking for a nearby weapon to defend himself.
The man in black wearing the metal mask sneered and approached Song Qi step by step. He was holding a baseball bat in his hand, and he slowly raised it in the air. "Are you looking for this?"
Song Qi's body trembled. He almost reflexively ran, but the whole hall was dark, and the light from the phone was useless in a panic.
Not long after, he tripped and fell to the ground. He lost his grip on his phone and dropped it. He didn't dare to pick it up. He just stared at the person who was approaching him.
"Do you know who I am? If you dare to touch a hair on my head, the Song family will never let you go. "Song Qi used the Song family.
He thought that the man would be worried when he heard the Song family, but he never thought that the man would laugh when he heard the words Song family.
"Song family, who do you think you are?" The man in the metal mask looked down at Song Qi with a pair of dark eyes, and the baseball bat in his hand swung down heavily from the air.
Song Qi's pupils shrank. He could almost feel the force coming at him. Just when he thought it was about to hit the tip of his nose, the air suddenly stopped.
Song Qi looked at the baseball bat that was right in front of him and instantly broke out in a cold sweat. His body, which had fallen to the ground, went limp and powerless.
The man with the metal mask put away the baseball bat and put it on his shoulder. He took a step forward and stepped on Song Qi's ankle with his leather shoe, causing Song Qi to scream in pain.
"I can pinch countless trash like you to death every day, understand?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qi felt a sharp pain in his other ankle, and he let out another blood-curdling scream.
All the doors and windows in the villa were closed. The soundproofing effect was very good, so no matter how loud the noise was, no one outside would hear it.
Perfect for beating people up.
Ten minutes later, the man wearing the metal mask walked out of the villa openly. As soon as he stepped out of the gate, a car drove over from the driveway not far away, as if he had calculated the time.
He opened the car door and bent down to get in.
The car window slowly rolled down, and the man took off the metal mask on his face, revealing Cheng Ming's stocky face.
He glanced at the villa, retracted his gaze, and let his subordinate in front drive.
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