At this moment, Lin Chuan walked over.
"Lin Chuan, what are you trying to do?" Song Hao asked anxiously.
"Kill you!" Lin Chuan gritted his teeth and advanced.
"No, no, you can't kill me." Song Hao hurriedly said, "My dad...my dad won't let you go."
"Don't mention your dad, even if your ancestors climb out of their graves, I won't be afraid of you." Lin Chuan walked over, grabbed Song Hao off the ground with one hand, and then said through gritted teeth, "Today, if you don't die, my heart won't be at peace."
Having said that, Lin Chuan lifted Song Hao.
"Lin Chuan." Zhang Wenhui hurriedly grabbed Lin Chuan's arm, saying: "Don't be reckless, killing him won't do you any good."
"No, if I don't kill him today, what about the hatred in my heart?" Lin Chuan gritted his teeth.
"Isn't Secretary Tang fine?" Zhang Wenhui hurriedly said: "Since it's fine, let it go."
"How can I let this go so easily?" Lin Chuan said with a cold laugh.
