When Fu simu and song Zhengyan arrived, they heard Song Yu's miserable scream from a long distance, which made them anxious and confused.

Fu simu's eyes were red, and he stepped on the accelerator of the car to the end. He flew out of the car at a high speed, aiming at the bright light.

Hearing the sound of the car, it was too late for Xiaoyan to pull his sister Xiaoqin away. The car hit him hard, and Xiaoyan's body was hit and took off.

The people in front of the tomb were scared to flee, but they were surrounded by a few cars coming up behind them.

Before the car stopped, Fu simu opened the door and rushed to Song Yu.

The grave had been dug up, and the men were holding her by the hands and feet, trying to press her into the stinking coffin.

Song Yu's voice was hoarse, even almost unable to make a sound. The whole person was greatly stimulated, and her red face was full of tears.

Fu simu went up and kicked the man who was holding her into the coffin. Without waiting for another person to leave, he grabbed one of the man's hands. With a quick twist, one hand broke into several pieces. The scream rang through the whole forest, and someone came up and subdued him immediately.

Fu Si Mu's hand embraces Song Yu's waist and turns her to his arms. Song Yu falls into his arms.

Song Zhengyan also takes people to get out of the car, watching Fu simu behind someone with a knife attack, the old and strong song Zhengyan raises the guy in his hand to kill him directly.

"Jade Song Zhengyan steps up in a hurry. Song Yuji, who is lying in Fu simu's arms, grabs his clothes without a sense of security. His face is buried in his chest, and his body is still shaking.

On Song Zhengyan's iron green face, his eyes were as red as blood.

Song Zhengyan was famous in Paris for so many years. He thought that no one would dare to provoke his daughter with his present position.

But did not think, he has been trusting the clock family, actually dare to fight his daughter under his nose!

The man who was kicked in the coffin by Fu simu screamed and crawled out. Song Zhengyan raised his hand and killed one again.

"Give her to me!" Song Zhengyan stretched out his hand to Fu simu. This time, he had to take her home.

Fu Si Mu hugs her more tightly, and Song Yu needs him so much that she is more attached to him.

"Don't be afraid. I'm here. I'm here with your father. It's OK. No one will bully you any more. Don't be afraid. We're all here." Fu simu gently patted her body to comfort her, then looked up at Song Zhengyan, "she is now excessively frightened, I hope you can allow me to stay with her."

Song Zhengyan narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth, and the shouting around him went away. Just then, not far away, a mobile phone rang.

Soon, Luo Huasheng ran over with a bloody mobile phone: "the mobile phone of the man who was knocked out is Mrs. Zhong's phone."

The air was quiet for a moment, and song Zhengyan was silent for a moment

Fu simu calms the others down and asks Luo Huasheng to press the recording button.

When the phone was connected, Mrs. Zhong's voice came out from the inside: "Xiao Yan, how's the matter going? Has that bitch Song Yu been buried with my son?"

There was a sound in the air, like something was broken. Fu simu's breathing became heavier and his eyes were angry.

Song Zhengyan's expression is not so good, but Mrs. Zhong's voice continues to speak.

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