Chatper 1501 (1/2)

The Song family in Nancheng.

Ah Cheng finally locked the location of the property purchased in Song Ling's name, and quickly led his people there.

In the middle of the night in Nancheng, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the street lights are dim and dim, and even the crickets on the side of the road are too lazy to call twice.

Ah Cheng led more than twenty bodyguards, and quietly surrounded the entire second-hand villa.

"Move quickly and control all the people in the villa!" After Ah Cheng ordered in a low voice, he divided the bodyguards he brought into four teams and jumped in from four directions of the villa.

There were only a few dim street lights on in the villa, and it was quiet all around, as if there was no one around.

Ah Cheng led the bodyguards all the way in, searched every room carefully, but only caught a woman who was scared out of her wits in the second bedroom on the second floor.

"Don't kill me, please don't kill me!"

The bodyguards brought the woman who was about to faint from fright to Ah Cheng, and pulled her loose hair.

After seeing the woman's face clearly, Ah Cheng's eyes widened suddenly, "Song Yiman? It's you?!"

Ah Cheng knew Song Yiman when he personally sent Ren Ling to prison, Song Yiman pointed at his nose and cursed viciously.

Later, when the news of Ren Ling's death was announced, Song Yiman seemed to have left. Ah Cheng never expected to meet her here.

Song Yiman stared at Ah Cheng, trying to control his trembling voice, "That's right, it's me, can't you think of it?"

"Say! Where did that Song Ling go?!" Ah Cheng didn't know why he met Song Yiman here, and asked Song Ling's whereabouts sharply.

Song Yiman was obviously terrified, but he still straightened his back, "What Song Ling? I don't know him!"

"Really? Let me guess, what is the relationship between the two of you?" A Chengfu thought boldly, and boldly guessed, "Is he your son or your daughter?"

"No! No! Ling'er is not my daughter, no!" Song Yiman immediately shook his head in denial, with a very excited expression, "There has never been any Song Ling, no! It has always been me! I did all these things of!"

Seeing Song Yiman's excited expression, Ah Cheng lost his eyes suspiciously, "Could it be that he is really your daughter? I really didn't expect that! Song Ling? Song Ling? He is Ren Ling!"

"No! It's not Ren Ling, Ling'er died in prison a long time ago, Song Ling is not her now!"

Song Yiman's eager explanation further confirmed Ah Cheng's suspicion. He waved his hand, "Bring her back to the castle and hand her over to the president!"

A group of people came and went in a hurry, and quickly disappeared in this second-hand villa with Song Yiman who was tied up.

The night fell into boundless silence again, until the fish-white sky appeared, and the almost inaudible low weeping sounded from the empty Song family villa.

The intermittent sobbing sound came from a very hidden corner, where the disgraced Song Ling was sitting.

At this time, he was no longer the delicate and elegant son-in-law in his usual appearance, crying like a child in embarrassment.

When Ah Cheng rushed into the villa with people just now, he had actually heard it, but after he grabbed his pistol and got up, he realized that there were too many people coming, and he couldn't resist at all.

Especially Ah Cheng, who was leading the team, Song Ling knew better than anyone else how cold-blooded and cruel he was.

Anxious and helpless, Song Ling had no choice but to hide in the secret room specially prepared when buying the villa.