You are considered lucky to even be a deputy faction leader!
Cheng Dong was sent flying and for a moment, his vision went black.
His head was groggy, unable to comprehend what had just happened.
He lay on the ground, the shattered chair pressing against his back.
The splinters had pierced his clothes and cut into his back.
Yet, he seemed oblivious.
He simply stared blankly at Song Qiao, his eyes wide with shock.
He couldn't understand how Song Qiao had suddenly appeared before him and delivered such a terrifying slap!
As a deputy faction leader, Cheng Dong's strength wasn't exceptional, but he certainly wasn't weak.
Yet, even he had been knocked down by a single slap.
Temporarily, he had completely lost the ability to resist!
The bodyguards who rushed in dared not make a move.
Because they knew very well that if Song Qiao wished it, Cheng Dong would already be dead at this moment!
"Get away from Deputy Faction Leader Cheng quickly, or don't blame us for being impolite!"
The bodyguards couldn't rush to his aid and could only surround Song Qiao from behind, issuing threats.
"Ouch..."
Cheng Dong finally came to his senses and rolled over on the ground.
As Cheng Dong moved, the splinters embedded in his muscles made him wince.
His face turned as dark as if it were about to drip water.
He clenched his fists tightly, veins bulging on his forehead, making him look like a frenzied beast.
He roared at Cheng Ran, who stood beside Song Qiao, equally bewildered.
"Cheng Ran! You unfilial wretch, daring to find someone to beat up your old man!"
"Don't think you're all powerful just because someone has your back. I will never forgive you two!"
Hmph!
Song Qiao watched Cheng Dong with a look of utter contempt.
He made no attempt to hide his disdain for his future father-in-law and said impatiently.
"Someone like you is fit to be a father?"
"Pah! Damn it! I've never seen a father threaten his own daughter."
"Let alone slapping you, even killing you today would be too light!"
As he spoke, Song Qiao spat fiercely on Cheng Dong's face.
The thrill of beating up his father-in-law almost made him forget that he was the one being surrounded.
Cheng Dong wiped the thick phlegm from his face with his sleeve, trembling with rage.
Crack! Crack!
The sound of his clenched fists hitting each other echoed.
Cheng Dong took two heavy breaths, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Damn you! You two won't get out of this room alive!"
"Don't worry about me, you guys. I accept whatever happens to me today, even if I die."
"But these two scoundrels must pay the price!"
Cheng Dong knew he was Song Qiao's hostage, but his rage had completely overtaken his reason.
Even if it meant a fight to the death, he had to get rid of Song Qiao!
Although Cheng Dong had this intention, the bodyguards still dared not act rashly, disregarding his safety.
Therefore, they were all nervous.
Song Qiao was unfazed. He held Cheng Ran's soft hand with one hand and pointed at her father's nose with the other.
He was about to retort fiercely.
But then, his phone rang.
He had to swallow back his insults for the moment and said fiercely.
"I'll curse you again after I finish this call!"
"Hello! Who is it? I'm busy!"
When the call connected, Song Qiao clearly had a short temper.
After all, this was a precious moment to confront his father-in-law, and he couldn't be interrupted!
However, Mo Ling on the other end of the phone was almost exploding with anger.
Taking a deep breath, her face dark, she snarled into the phone.
"Where the hell have you been! You dared to stand me up?"
"I'm giving you three minutes to get your ass in front of me immediately!"
"If you don't, don't blame me for turning ruthless and being impolite to you!"
Oh no!
Song Qiao suddenly remembered he had important business to attend to.
That was to rendezvous with Mo Ling and her team to arrest Sheng Xiong, who was hiding at Shi Zhong's house!
Calculating the time, the guests should have already left.
Madam Shi should be on her way home by now.
Thinking about it, he had almost messed things up!
Song Qiao quickly looked around and replied with a smile.
"Leader, I really didn't stand you up."
"It's just that I've run into some trouble here!"
"What trouble?" Mo Ling asked sternly on the phone.
Song Qiao wasn't in a hurry and continued.
"I'm surrounded! You need to come and pick me up."
"What? What's the address?"
After giving the address, Mo Ling suppressed her anger and said directly.
"I'll send someone over immediately. If you dare to mess with me, you'll have hell to pay!"
"Alright, alright..." Song Qiao agreed with a smile.
After hanging up, Song Qiao turned to look at Cheng Dong with a sinister grin.
"You just said I wouldn't get out of this room, right?"
"I hope you'll still be saying that in ten minutes."
Saying that, Song Qiao sat down directly in front of Cheng Dong and began to wait quietly.
Cheng Dong knew he was going to call for backup, but he was not afraid.
Because this was his territory!
Was he afraid of Song Qiao calling for help?
As long as Song Qiao was still in this room, he was confident that neither of them would escape!
Thus, the situation became a stalemate. Ten minutes later, a commotion suddenly erupted from the stairs.
Tap, tap, tap...
The sound of specially made leather boots on the floor.
The steps were not only neat but also carried a compelling sense of authority!
Even before seeing anyone, a killing aura permeated the air!
It made his breathing feel sluggish.
"Could it be?" Cheng Dong's ears twitched twice, and his expression suddenly changed.
He had only heard this kind of formation during military training!
As he had expected, soon a military officer with a star on his shoulder appeared at the door.
"Who are you?"
Seeing the officer's serious expression, Cheng Dong's heart suddenly sank.
He immediately felt a sense of impending doom.
Without needing him to signal, his bodyguards, seeing the officer's imposing presence, quickly put away their weapons.
They stood obediently to the side, as docile as lambs.
The officer cast a heavy glance around the room and ignored Cheng Dong.
Instead, he hurried to Song Qiao's side and bowed respectfully.
"Major General Song, are you alright?"
Song Qiao glanced at the star on his shoulder and reminded him.
"Major General Zhang, you are a Major General, I am only a Brigadier General."
"It's not appropriate for you to salute me."
The Major General quickly shook his head and said with a serious smile.
"What are you saying?"
"We both know your Brigadier General rank is only temporary..."
Song Qiao couldn't be bothered to dally with him here, as the mission to apprehend Sheng Xiong was urgent.
If Madam Shi returned home and he hadn't met up with Mo Ling, there might be problems.
"Thank you for your trouble. Shall we go then?"
Saying that, Song Qiao stepped towards the door.
He didn't even glance at the already anxious Cheng Dong along the way.
He could never have imagined that this unassuming young man had such a background.
He was merely a Brigadier General, yet even a Major General was willing to salute him.
This showed that Major General Zhang had great faith in Song Qiao's future achievements, which were beyond his own reach!
Cheng Ran also hadn't expected her seemingly casually chosen husband to be so formidable.
Thinking about it... she had hit the jackpot!
As Cheng Ran stood there in a daze, Song Qiao looked back at her.
Noticing she was still standing there, he went back and took her hand.
"You shouldn't stay here either. Come with me."
"Oh, okay." Cheng Ran nodded dumbly, letting Song Qiao lead her out the door.
Leaving behind a stunned and bewildered Cheng Dong.