After my wife pulled out my oxygen tube, I was born again

Chu Zihan left Private Kitchen, and today's affairs were dragged over by Song Yang.

But I don’t know what to do tomorrow.

She could only sigh and then turned around and got in the car.

Although she didn't know what Song Yangzi planned to do, she still chose to believe in Song Yang.

After all, it was not easy for her to do this due to her status, but Song Yang had many more choices than her.

Song Yang pulled Leng Xianyun to sit down. He looked at Leng Xianyun and asked, "Do me one more favor. I can promise you one more thing."

Leng Xianyun thought for a while and then said: "Okay, tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Help me, find something for Linglong, anything will do. As long as it makes them tired, it will be easy for me to handle."

"Help Chu Zihan? I guess those two just deliberately strangled the Ziyang Group's supply chain. After all, they both have herbal medicine businesses abroad."

Song Yang was a little surprised: "You know all this?"

"Of course, this is nothing. Linglong's trade routes are relatively fragile, and it is very easy to cause them some trouble. The key is how long do you need, and when do you need me to start?"

"Well, I'll let you know when the time comes?"

Leng Xianyun raised two fingers and said, "You owe me twice."

Song Yang smiled slightly: "You can ask me to do anything at any time, and I will never break my promise."

Leng Xianyun thought for a while and then said: "Please give me a hug."

"What?"

"What? You regretted it so quickly?" Leng Xianyun frowned, and Song Yang had no choice but to step forward and hug Leng Xianyun.

Leng Xianyun's body tensed up, feeling like his whole body was frozen.

Song Yang couldn't help but laugh: "Look at how nervous you are. If it doesn't work, don't make such a request."

"Okay, are you done hugging me?"

After saying that, she pushed Song Yang away, sat down, and said with a straight face: "Eat!"

After saying that, she held the bowl and ate with her head.

They didn't dare to look at Song Yang.

But Song Yang saw that her ears were already red to the tips of them.

This girl, Song Yang thinks she is getting more and more interesting.

Song Yang served Leng Xianyun some food, and then said with a smile: "By the way, Qingxia Mountain will be repaired soon. Do we have time to go and see it together? Shall I take you to understand the world?"

"Okay!" Leng Xianyun seemed to come to life.

She really wanted to learn more from Song Yang.

Especially people from the Zhanyu sect are very concerned about being able to comprehend the world.

…………

After dinner, Song Yang sent Leng Xianyun back to the hotel, while he sat in the car. He looked out of the car, his mind going blank.

I didn’t know what was going on, so after thinking about it, I drove away.

When he got home, Song Yang saw something on the table as soon as he entered the house.

Immediately, Song Yang became alert.

He looked around and saw no signs of being disturbed. Soon, Song Yang picked up the things on the table.

It was a card with a line of beautiful characters written on it: "Mr. Song Yang, please come to the Haiduwall Hotel to meet at ten o'clock tomorrow evening."

Song Yang turned the card over, with a white nine-petal chrysanthemum emblem on it.

"Nine chrysanthemums?"

Song Yang looked at it suspiciously.

But at this moment, there was a sound of brakes outside the door.

Then I heard footsteps approaching.

Song Yang sensed something was wrong. His physical fitness had far exceeded what it used to be.

Now, ordinary people can't do anything to him.

Song Yang lowered his head suddenly.

Then gunshots were heard.

Da da da!

The moment Song Yang squatted down, the bullet passed close to his scalp.

The other party fired a round, emptied the magazine, and then drove away.

Song Yang looked around and saw that the room was in a mess. It was obvious that the person who delivered the letter to him was probably not the same group of people.

Their approach was too crude.

In his previous life, Song Yang would not have taken this seriously.

But, after all, he attacked his own home.

This has touched his bottom line.

Song Yang looked at the mess in the room, and when he was wondering who the other party was, footsteps came from outside the door: "Brother Yang! Are you okay?"

The two sisters Qin Ling and Qin Shu hurried in from outside the door.

They had just returned when they heard gunfire.

As a result, when I drove in, I found that a car had rushed out and the barrier gate at the entrance of the community was damaged.

Qin Shu immediately realized that something had happened.

Song Yang got up from behind the table, patted the debris on his body, and then said: "It's okay, it's all trivial. I didn't expect anyone in Beitian would dare to attack me."

Qin Shu whispered: "The other party should not be from Donghai. I saw the license plate is from Jiangcheng. Could it be the Song family?"

Song Yang waved his hand: "There is no one left in the Song family. I can't help anyone except me. If I am right, it should be Kutiao who is taking revenge on me."

After a while, the police came outside.

Because of what just happened, someone called the police. After all, the other person fired the gun.

It scared a lot of people.

When Yan Qiang saw Song Yang, he asked nervously: "Are you okay?"

Song Yang waved his hand, and at this moment Yan Qiang's sharp eyes saw a wound on Song Yang's forehead.

"Damn it, you were shot!"

Song Yang touched it subconsciously, and there was really blood on his palm.

"It's just a joke. It's okay... Isn't this kind of thing common when you're the one who talks about everything?"

Song Yang waved his hand, but Yan Qiang frowned: "It's nothing, gunshot wounds are no big deal."

After speaking, Yan Qiang shouted outside: "Call an ambulance, someone has been shot!"

Song Yang had no choice but Yan Qiang was doing it for his own good.

Song Yang had to be sent to the hospital and received two stitches on his head.

Although the wound was not big, if he had been slower, he would have been shot in the head.

In the observation room of the hospital, Song Yang was fine, but he heard footsteps coming from outside the door.

Leng Xianyun walked in nervously. When she saw Song Yang's head wrapped in gauze, she immediately asked in a trembling voice: "Who did it?"

Song Yang shook his head and whispered: "I don't know either. I can only say that it is possible that he is from Kutiao. But there is no evidence."

Leng Xianyun was furious and immediately stood up to go out, but Song Yang grabbed her, but she seemed to be about to explode and tried to break free. Song Yang pulled hard, and Leng Xianyun sat in Song Yang's arms.

"Listen to me, there is no evidence now. It's useless for you to look for it rashly. Since it was a shooting, there will be clues left. Besides, there are cameras all over the street. Captain Yan and the others will not let each other go. In Beitian, I Isn’t it easy to find someone?”

After Song Yang finished speaking, Leng Xianyun looked at Song Yang with red eyes: "You're fine, you're fine. Look, the bullet passed close to your head. If you were one step slower, you would have been shot in the head!"

"Have you ever thought that you will die!"

Song Yang comforted softly: "Okay, okay, you won't die. I'm not the kind of person who can be killed casually."

Leng Xianyun did not struggle, and then whispered: "Then let me go, there are so many people!"

Song Yang smiled awkwardly, then let go of Leng Xianyun and said, "Okay, don't worry about this for now. Since Jiu Tiao has made it to the first grade of junior high school, then I have also made it to the fifteenth grade. Didn't you notice who is missing from my side?"

Leng Xianyun was startled for a moment, and then she realized that the twins beside Song Yang should have been around, but now they were gone!