Return of the King, Dominating the City

Chapter 1851 - 1735: Teach You a Lesson

Kirlin shuddered and swung a punch at Song Yun, trying to force him back.

Given the current situation, he had to run.

Song Yun was a Killing God, and many had died at his hands. More importantly, he wasn’t afraid of Kirlin’s behind-the-scenes supports.

Kirlin knew that if he stayed, he wouldn’t escape death.

But he was too weak. Before his punch was fully thrown, Song Yun kicked him in the abdomen, sending him back into the room. He slammed into the table by the wall, cracking it into pieces, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Song Yun entered the room, calmly closed the door, sat down in a chair, and looked over, scaring Kirlin into retreating to the corner.

Click.

Song Yun opened the lighter, lit a cigarette, and said to Kirlin, "I have a few questions to ask you. Answer them honestly."

"Yes, yes." Kirlin rubbed his chest, looking at Song Yun with fear on his face, added, "I’ll tell you whatever you want to know, can you let me go?"

Song Yun nodded and said, "I won’t kill you."

Kirlin showed a look of surprise, but still feared Song Yun might be deceiving him.

But this was his only chance to live, he had no choice.

He gritted his teeth and said to Song Yun, "Ask whatever you want to know."

"Has your brother contacted you after that incident?"

"No, my brother hasn’t called me since he disappeared," Kirlin said somewhat guiltily.

"You should know, lying to me won’t end well" Song Yun sneered.

"Brother Song Yun, I know these things, I wouldn’t dare lie to you. Back when you hadn’t officially become the Song Family heir, you could already beat me half to death. Now that you’re the rightful heir and the number one Crown Prince, why would I dare trouble you," Kirlin said with a forced smile.

"I’m not any Crown Prince, that’s no longer relevant, so don’t give me vague answers. Remember, this is Malaysia, far from our place, so I hope you speak the truth. Many people protect you on the mainland, they constantly speak good words to me, buy goodwill. But here, things are different."

"I understand, I understand."

"Then do you have anything you want to say to me?"

"Brother Song Yun, you’re busy every day now, you’ve become a big shot, and you’re getting more handsome, really looking more refreshed by the day. How’s my little nephew, is he growing up healthy..."

Watching Song Yun’s eyes grow colder, Kirlin couldn’t speak the words he had prepared.

"I respect your brother, and those willing to be your shelters. I won’t kill you, but you won’t escape punishment," Song Yun opened the door and went out, but he didn’t close it.

Immediately, a man in black wearing sunglasses entered the room, it was Groundhog.

Groundhog closed the door, raised his gun at Kirlin, making him tremble, and shouted at Song Yun standing at the door, "What do you mean, aren’t you not going to kill me?"

"I gave you a lesson. Your brother is now missing, I advise you to be careful. After all, not everyone in this world is your brother’s friend, there are quite a few who are his enemies," Song Yun went downstairs and then sat alone in the hotel’s back garden, enjoying the night view while contemplating.

While Song Yun was pondering, Chen Mengjie’s call came.

"I’m in room 1488, alone."

Chen Mengjie had been sharing a room with Xiao Hei, but now Xiao Hei was asleep, so she opened a separate room. This clearly meant for Song Yun to come to her.

"No problem, 1488, I’ll be right there."

Song Yun responded, hung up the phone, and headed upstairs.

Song Yun and Chen Mengjie spent the night together, initially very affectionate and blissfully happy.

But close to dawn, Chen Mengjie still left, returning to Xiao Hei’s room.

After Chen Mengjie left, Song Yun slept a bit, then got up to train.

He could hear Xiao Hei and Chen Mengjie getting up to go out, heading to the set to film.

That evening, Chen Mengjie’s new film completed all its shots here, and the crew members took a plane back home together.

Song Yun escorted them to the plane, with Chen Mengjie a bit reluctant.

Once the plane took off, Song Yun also left the airport.

As he got into the Lamborghini, a call came from Chen Qingzhi.

"Boss, I just got off the plane, where are you now, I’ll come find you."

Even though Chen Qingzhi was the Wolf King of the Wolf King Team, he insistently called Song Yun boss.

Hearing Chen Qingzhi had arrived, Song Yun laughed, "What a coincidence, I’m just outside the airport, you should remember my Lamborghini."

"I see it."

Chen Qingzhi said, hanging up the call.

Song Yun opened the car door and stepped out, immediately spotting Chen Qingzhi, as his towering height was too conspicuous.

The two embraced warmly, Song Yun pointed to the passenger seat, "Get in, let’s find Groundhog and have a few drinks."

Looking at the Lamborghini, Chen Qingzhi shook his head, "Forget it, I can’t fit in this car."

Song Yun thought for a second and agreed, given Chen Qingzhi’s large build, only a few off-road vehicles could fit him, or a custom car.

"In that case, I’ll get one custom for you."

Song Yun laughed, then punched the Lamborghini’s roof, tearing the carbon fiber roof off.

Instantly, the hardtop sports car became a convertible.

"Haha, you’re the man, boss."

Chen Qingzhi laughed, got into the passenger seat, his head poking through the roof, looking quite amusing.

Song Yun casually tossed the removed roof aside, got in, started the engine, and the Lamborghini roared away, leaving behind a dumbfounded crowd.

"Damn, this guy is crazy, he actually took apart his car."

"Just to fit a big guy, this person dismantled a limited edition Lamborghini, what a waste."

"Too bad! A few million US Dollar sports car, just ruined like that."

Watching the Lamborghini drive off, the crowd voiced their regret at the convertible Lamborghini speeding away.

Half an hour later, Song Yun, Chen Qingzhi, and Groundhog met at the bar.

Groundhog was the last to arrive, sat down and immediately downed a cocktail on the table, then pulled out a laptop from his backpack, starting it up while saying, "Tang Xiaoyun is very cautious, but I still had our men place tracking devices on them. I now know their exact location."

Song Yun’s eyes lit up, and he said in a deep voice, "In that case, after the drinks, we take action."

"Boss, don’t rush, let me explain."

Groundhog turned the laptop screen around to face Song Yun.

The display showed a video of two people fighting in an arena.