Several minutes later.
Song Qingya left the private room with two men in black suits, and then left the bar.
Lei Qingze, who had been watching the time, arrived in the private room once ten minutes had passed and was met with a horrendous scene.
Sun Hongyang's one hand and two legs had been broken, with stark white bones exposed and blood flowing freely.
Yet, Sun Hongyang himself seemed oblivious to the pain, grinning widely with saliva continuously dripping from the corners of his mouth.
Hiss...
Lei Qingze could not help but inhale sharply at the sight.
It was too tragic.
Without a doubt, this was Song Qingya's doing.
But why would Song Qingya do such a thing?
This question was doomed to remain unanswered.
He immediately dialed for an ambulance.
This matter was beyond his control.
The ambulance arrived quickly and took Sun Hongyang away.
Then he made a call to the Sun Family.
