Upon hearing this, the faces of the Bodyguards who were in pursuit changed. They roughly pushed aside the guests in front of them, no longer caring about their identities.
The entire banquet hall was in chaos. Song Qing was fleeing with Jiang Yan chasing him, followed by a group of black-clad Bodyguards.
"Get out of the way!" Song Qing had just pushed aside a woman next to him when he suddenly felt his shoulder grabbed. A massive force pulled him back, preventing him from moving forward.
Jiang Yan stood behind him, a ferocious expression on his face. "You beast! I'll make you regret ever coming into this world!"
"You—!" Song Qing was about to speak when Jiang Yan raised his right foot and kicked the outer side of Song Qing's right knee.
Crack!
With that kick, Song Qing's right knee instantly buckled inward. His face turned ashen, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he let out a shrill scream, "Ahhh, my leg!"
After doing all this, Jiang Yan casually threw him to the ground. Although he wanted to continue tormenting Song Qing, the footsteps and roars from behind him left him no time.
A dozen or so Bodyguards had already rushed up from behind, pulling out ten-centimeter-long black daggers from their waists and charging at Jiang Yan.
"Die, brat!" A Bodyguard, his face filled with fury, charged forward at Jiang Yan.
Jiang Yan turned and quickly went under a long table nearby, reaching out and tearing off a metal table leg, as thick as an arm and 1.2 meters long.
Seeing the Bodyguard who had already rushed in front of him, dagger poised to strike, Jiang Yan roared, "Ah!"
Whoosh! The metal table leg in his hand swung out, leaving a blur in its wake due to his immense strength.
Bang! Before the Bodyguard could react, his head was smashed to a pulp by the metal table leg.
Red and white matter, a mixture of blood and brain matter, splattered onto the faces of the Bodyguards preparing to rush up behind him. The dagger in the Bodyguard's hand dropped at Jiang Yan's feet.
With Jiang Yan's strike, the eyes of the Bodyguards who had been roaring and charging suddenly cleared, and not one dared to step forward.
The scene suddenly quieted down. Most of the guests in the hall had fled, leaving only the Song family members, these Bodyguards, and Song Qing, who was still screaming on the ground.
"Go on, kill him!" Song Yi, his face filled with anger, shouted at the Bodyguards behind him.
One of the minor Bodyguard leaders, seeing Jiang Yan's ferocity, his expression changed slightly. He quickly reached into his In my arms, intending to pull out a gun.
Jiang Yan had been watching the group of Bodyguards. Seeing someone fumbling in their pocket, seemingly for a gun,
He quickly crouched down with an angry expression, picked up the dagger at his feet, and threw it fiercely at the Bodyguard who was pulling out the gun.
Pfft! Just as the Bodyguard aimed his gun at Jiang Yan, the dagger instantly pierced his chest. His body suddenly lost strength and he fell down in terror.
Clang! A Bodyguard, looking at the ferocious Jiang Yan in front of him, immediately threw the dagger in his hand to the ground and turned to run.
The other Bodyguards, seeing this, followed suit, dropping their daggers and running out. Even the one with a gun wasn't as fast as him; what was the point of fighting?
Song Yi's face changed as he watched the Bodyguards flee, because Jiang Yan turned to look at him.
"You... what do you want!" Song Yi felt a chill in his heart from Jiang Yan's fierce gaze and couldn't help but retreat.
Whoosh! Jiang Yan suddenly threw the metal table leg in his hand. With his immense strength, the table leg directly pierced Song Yi's chest from three or four meters away.
The remaining force sent Song Yi flying several meters backward to the ground, where he died instantly without even being able to scream.
Jiang Yan looked around. The hall was a mess, with overturned tables and spilled food everywhere.
Not far away, Song Qing was still screaming. He watched the Bodyguards get driven off and his father killed, feeling utterly despairing at that moment.
Jiang Yan came up to him. Song Qing quickly propped himself up with his hands on the ground and crawled, fear causing tears and snot to stream down his face. He looked at Jiang Yan, pleading, "Don't kill me, please don't kill me. I can give you as much money as you want, please let me go!"
Jiang Yan squatted down, grabbed Song Qing's hair, and roared with bloodshot eyes, "I let you go? Why didn't you let me go back then!"
"Damn you!" Jiang Yan punched Song Qing's left hand.
Pfft! Song Qing's left hand was smashed to pulp by the punch, flesh, blood, and bone fragments splattering everywhere.
"Ahhh!" The intense pain from his left hand made him scream again.
Jiang Yan punched his right hand again, smashing it to pieces as well.
"Ahhh!" The continuous excruciating pain assaulted Song Qing, making him scream incessantly.
Just as Jiang Yan was about to punch Song Qing into a paste, a smell of urine wafted over.
Jiang Yan frowned, looking at Song Qing, whose pants were wet. "Useless!"
Woo—!
Wails of police sirens came from outside. Jiang Yan's expression remained unchanged.
He picked up a dagger from the headless Bodyguard on the ground not far away, came to Song Qing's side, and began to cut his flesh. "You think you can pass out this easily? How could that be?"
As the dagger moved up and down, blood quickly stained Song Qing's entire body. He, who had originally fainted, was awakened by the pain again.
At this point, his face was pale from excessive blood loss. Looking at Jiang Yan, who was still cutting his flesh piece by piece, he completely broke down.
Every part of his body was in agony. Song Qing lay on the ground in despair, "Kill me, please kill me...!"
Pfft! Jiang Yan, who was cutting his flesh, suddenly slashed a knife across his mouth, cutting off Song Qing's tongue.
After doing all this, Jiang Yan lifted him with one hand and walked outside.
Both ends of the castle gate street were blocked by a dozen police cars. Inspectors quickly got out of their vehicles.
"Damn it, who dares to cause trouble at a time like this? Once I catch them, I'll make them regret ever coming into this world!"
Director Li Pubin of the Inspector Bureau got out of the police car with a grim expression. After receiving news of trouble at the Song family, he immediately rushed over with his men.
He had initially thought the Song family's security would be enough to deal with one person, but within a few minutes, his phone kept ringing with one call after another, making him realize the seriousness of the situation.
Wang He, who had previously visited Jiang Yan's hospital room, stood behind him, looking at the security guards lying on the ground not far away, and the white luxury car with a shattered windshield stained with blood.
For some reason, he felt a bad premonition in his heart.
"Is it a delusion?" Wang He shook his head.
Soon, a young Inspector ran over quickly, holding a black mobile phone, and spoke rapidly, "Director, the information on the perpetrator inside has been found."
Li Pubin looked at the young Inspector and said, "Speak!"
The young Inspector immediately nodded and said, "The perpetrator is the man who survived from the family of three hit by Song Qing five days ago.
His name is Jiang Yan, a local of HQ City, age 23. According to the information, he should have been paralyzed, but now he's killing people in the Song family's residence."
As he spoke, his face showed disbelief. If he hadn't repeatedly verified with the hospital, he would have thought the other party was making fun of him.
Li Pubin frowned upon hearing this. He was aware of this matter, and the Song family had even given him several million to handle it.
Wang He immediately questioned, "How is this possible? He was clearly paralyzed! I saw him paralyzed before!"
The other Inspectors quickly rushed towards the Song family castle, but stopped abruptly halfway.
They saw a young man in a hospital gown at the gate, single-handedly carrying a man in a white suit, completely stained with blood.
An Inspector nearby saw this and quickly reminded, "Director, Captain Wang, the target is out!"
Li Pubin and Wang He quickly looked up.
Especially Wang He, looking at Jiang Yan in the distance, covered in blood on his white hospital gown, and glaring ferociously at them, felt it was unbelievable. "How is this possible! How could something like this happen!"
He had personally seen Jiang Yan paralyzed, but now he was standing before him.