When Yang Luo and the others walked out of the hotel, they saw that the hotel was surrounded by people.
In the middle of the crowd was Song Chengyou, who looked terrible.
" Oh my god, isn't this the young master of the Song family? He died just like that?!"
" Not only was Young Master Song crippled, but he was also thrown down from the twenty-fourth floor. It's too tragic!"
"Young Master Song must have provoked someone. Otherwise, he wouldn't have died so miserably!"
"Is the sky of Jiang City going to change?"
The onlookers discussed animatedly.
Yang Luo didn't even look at him. Instead, he took out his phone and called Jiang Tianlong, asking him to come over and deal with the funeral.
After that, Yang Luo brought Qin Yimo, Bujie, and Wu Yue into the white Mercedes-Benz G-Class and headed straight for the Central Hospital.
On the way to the hospital, Su Qingmei called.
"Yang Luo, we've arrived at Jiang City!"
Su Qingmei's voice came over.
