Xia Yuqing’s face turned pale.
Tianhong had once been on the brink of collapse due to Xia Haibin's torment.
Later, for reasons unknown, Xia Haibin suddenly stopped, giving her a chance to breathe.
Now, facing him again, coupled with Zheng Kehao, the son of the provincial governor.
She couldn't help but feel a sense of dread.
Putting aside whether Song Qiao could lead her and those girls out of the encirclement of dozens of thugs.
Even if they escaped, they would likely face brutal retaliation later.
After all, by rescuing these young girls, they had essentially cut off his source of income.
"Song Qiao, you think you're tough, don't you?"
"Just you wait, I'll see just how tough you really are today."
Xia Haibin held his cheek, then turned to look at Zheng Kehao.
The latter was already itching to get started.
The individuals they had brought along this time were all top-tier experts.
They should be more than capable of dealing with Song Qiao.
The two exchanged a glance, and as Zheng Kehao gave the order, these well-trained experts surged forward like a tide.
"Yuqing, these people will definitely only target me later."
"You two just sit tight and don't move. I'll protect you."
"Don't worry, with me here, no one will be able to harm a single hair on your head."
He let out a bold laugh and suddenly leaped up from the ground.
"You inhumane scums, if you force me to kill, then don't blame me for being ruthless."
Saying so, he grabbed a steel pipe from who knows where.
Instead of retreating from the approaching enemies, he advanced, rushing into the crowd.
This time, his attacks were no longer as restrained as before.
His blows were extremely vicious, always targeting vital points. Some of them didn't even have time to cry out.
In the next second, they were dead.
"Someone, bring me sabers! Hack this guy to death, and I'll take responsibility if anyone dies."
Seeing Song Qiao, armed with only a steel pipe, moving through the crowd as if no one was there, slaughtering everyone.
A hint of panic flashed across Zheng Kehao's face.
Gritting his teeth, he gave another order to the remaining bodyguards behind him.
These men were all masters trained in Xia family's ancient martial arts. They exchanged glances, grabbed their sabers, and charged at Song Qiao in coordination.
"Hmph, amateur saber techniques, daring to show off here?"
Song Qiao's eyes chilled. He suddenly threw his steel pipe forward. The first one to charge, unable to dodge, was instantly decapitated.
Seizing the opportunity, Song Qiao charged into the crowd and suddenly ducked low, dodging the two sabers that swung at him first.
He punched each of the two men directly in their lower backs.
These two men, struck with such heavy blows, immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, unable to get up.
Song Qiao was already in a bloody frenzy.
Those two punches, even if they hadn't killed the men, would likely mean they'd spend the rest of their lives in bed.
"Xia Haibin, I gave you a chance."
"Now it's your turn."
After incapacitating everyone, Song Qiao was covered in blood.
He looked like a demon who had just emerged from hell.
The smile he gave Xia Haibin nearly made the latter wet himself.
"No, don't come any closer!"
"If you kill me, my father will definitely seek revenge."
Xia Haibin tried to run, but his legs wouldn't obey him.
Song Qiao sneered and picked up the steel pipe from the ground again.
Without batting an eye, he swung it at Xia Haibin's leg.
"Crack!"
With the sound of bone shattering, Xia Haibin fainted before he could even scream.
"Song Qiao, you're seeking death."
Zheng Kehao was also somewhat terrified by this scene, his legs feeling weak.
But he still believed that as Zheng Shan's son, Song Qiao wouldn't do anything to him.
"Apologies, Young Master Zheng."
"Although I won't kill you today, I will teach you a good lesson on behalf of Governor Zheng."
Song Qiao said, charging forward with his bare fists.
He grabbed Zheng Kehao and beat him soundly, his blows fierce but all avoiding vital points.
Although Zheng Kehao's screams were more horrific than a pig being slaughtered, he only sustained bruises and scrapes.
"I'm not killing you today out of respect for your father."
"As for how he will deal with this, I believe he will give me a satisfactory account."
After venting his anger, Song Qiao calmly took out his phone and dialed Zheng Shan's number.
"What is it, Xiao Song?"
Zheng Shan, who answered the phone, clearly had no idea what had happened.
"Governor Zheng, your son is involved in the business of kidnapping women. I happened to run into it today."
Song Qiao responded calmly, subtly putting distance between himself and Zheng Shan.
"What?"
"How is this possible?"
"Xiao Song, this is not a matter to joke about."
Zheng Shan almost dropped his phone. His usual composure as governor was gone.
"The evidence is at Sunny Beach on Binhai Road. I've left a living witness here. If you don't believe me, send someone to investigate."
"This time, out of respect for you, I only taught Young Master Zheng a lesson."
"The rest is up to you to handle."
Song Qiao finished speaking calmly and hung up the phone before Zheng Shan could respond.
He glanced at the young girl still trembling behind Xia Yuqing, his expression softening slightly.
"Let's go, take me to save your sisters."
The girl then gathered her courage and ran ahead, leading Song Qiao and Xia Yuqing.
A dozen or so young girls were held captive in a nearby fast-food restaurant.
Each of them was bound, with cloth stuffed into their mouths.
Song Qiao and the others quickly untied them and found them clothes.
"You are saved. There are cars outside. Hurry and leave here, and be careful not to attract attention."
With that, he grabbed Xia Yuqing without looking back and prepared to leave.
He had done all he could, and what happened next was beyond his control.
"Husband, you're amazing. I never realized before that you had such strength."
As soon as Xia Yuqing got back into the car, she let out a sigh of relief and gave Song Qiao a thumbs-up.
The fact that Song Qiao hadn't impulsively killed Zheng Kehao but had merely taught him a lesson completely changed her opinion of her husband.
Song Qiao wasn't just a reckless brute who relied on force; he also had the intelligence to weigh the pros and cons. Perhaps she had misjudged him before.
"Heh heh, it was really close today."
Song Qiao chuckled, clearly relieved.
Just as he was about to speak, his phone rang.
It was already seven in the evening. Liu Dong, who hadn't seen him, had called to urge him.
"Brother Song, why haven't you arrived yet? Jiang Chuan has already brought people."
His voice carried a hint of anxiety.
"Brother Liu, please keep them occupied. I encountered something on my end, but I've already dealt with it."
"I'll definitely be there by nine o'clock."
Song Qiao looked down at his watch and started the car as quickly as possible.