"You, you guys let me go, what are you doing..."
Ma Zongyu struggled desperately, but there was no response at all. The bodyguards' hands were like iron pincers, gripping his body tightly, making it impossible for him to move at all.
Song Zihua was adept at these things, and said with a sinister smile, "Hehe, brother! Sorry, I'm just following the usual procedures!"
Procedures...
What procedures...
The procedure of cutting off his hand...
Ma Zongyu looked up and saw a knife appear before him, he exclaimed in shock, terrified, and shouted, "Mr. Song, Mr. Song... don't do this, let's talk it out..."
...
Meanwhile, on the sofa.
Ding Suzhu saw the knife and stood up directly, calling, "Zongyu..."
No, no...
You can't cut off his hand...
Ding Suzhu was extremely worried and said, "Miss Xia Xi, can we stop, not continue..."
Stop?
There's no turning back once the arrow is released.
Is it possible to stop the matter just by saying so?
