Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 89: You’re Just Playing with Kids

Chapter 89: Chapter 89: You’re Just Playing with Kids

Song Xiaodong had entered the room on the western side, where, aside from Li Sijie, there was another man holding a dagger to Li Sijie’s neck.

Li Sijie was tied to a chair, her mouth sealed with duct tape, and strapped to her body was a package that appeared to contain explosives.

Upon seeing Song Xiaodong enter, Li Sijie immediately started shaking her head energetically, trying to speak, but could only produce muffled sounds; her eyes expressed immense discomfort and guilt.

Song Xiaodong addressed the man in the room, "You go out first, I want to speak with her for a moment."

The man stood there, unmoved, and then Sun Dongming’s voice emerged, saying, "Just talk like that."

Song Xiaodong turned to look at Sun Dongming, "How can I talk to her with you all here?"

"Then that’s too bad, just figure it out yourself," Sun Dongming shrugged nonchalantly, appearing very cocky.

Song Xiaodong snorted and approached Li Sijie. The man behind Li Sijie immediately became tense, pressing the dagger tighter against her neck.

At that moment, Sun Dongming spoke again, "I warn you, you better not mess around, or I’ll blow up the bomb and we’ll all die together. I have nothing left anyway, so taking you with me wouldn’t be a loss."

Song Xiaodong nodded, "I don’t want to die yet." He then slowly walked up to Li Sijie, and knelt down, placing his hands on her legs.

"Sijie, you’ve suffered," Song Xiaodong said, looking into Li Sijie’s eyes, his gaze filled with tenderness.

Li Sijie looked at Song Xiaodong, tears streaming down her face. They had only known each other for a few days, and yet Song Xiaodong had braved such great risks to come here. It would be bearable if only she died, but it would be utterly unfair to involve Song Xiaodong.

"Sijie, what we need to focus on now is staying alive. If the money is gone, we can earn it again. If the club is gone, we can rebuild it. But if you really died, how could I live alone?"

Li Sijie was stunned by these affectionate words, which she hadn’t heard for a long time.

Again, Song Xiaodong said softly, "Listen to me, we’ll give him the club, the money, as long as we are alive, everything else remains."

While speaking, he lifted his hand and gently caressed Li Sijie’s cheek.

This gesture was very natural, and no one thought it amiss, while Sun Dongming listening to Song Xiaodong persuading Li Sijie felt both excited and tense.

At that moment, Li Sijie nodded without hesitation. If it were just herself, she might have fought Sun Dongming to the death, but she could not let Song Xiaodong die with her.

Sun Dongming was instantly overjoyed, his eyes lighting up.

But just then, the hand Song Xiaodong used to caress Li Sijie’s face suddenly slipped to the side, his fingers flicking the dagger on her neck.

A crisp sound rang out as the dagger was flicked away, and Song Xiaodong’s figure suddenly burst up, grabbing the wrist of the man behind Li Sijie and twisting it sharply—a crack sounded as he broke his wrist bone.

"Ah!" the man screamed in agony, stumbling backward.

Song Xiaodong gently pulled off the duct tape from Li Sijie’s mouth, "It’s okay now."

Only after Song Xiaodong spoke did Sun Dongming react, immediately roaring furiously, "Song Xiaodong, do you fucking want to live?"

At that moment, Li Sijie also urgently said, "Song Xiaodong, I have a bomb on me, you better run."

Song Xiaodong didn’t even turn his head, laughing as he said to Li Sijie, "How could there possibly be a bomb here? It’s just a pile of trash."

"Do you... do you believe I will detonate it right now and blow you all to pieces?" Sun Dongming roared from behind.

Song Xiaodong casually tore off the bag from Li Sijie’s body and said, "You really thought, with a broken bag and a remote control you don’t even know where you got from, you could fool me? If this were really explosives, would you, being so afraid of dying, be standing in the same room with us? If it really were explosives, why would there be any need to have someone hold a knife to her neck? Sun Dongming, these toys you play with kids are really stupid."

Sun Dongming was dumbstruck by Song Xiaodong’s words, thinking his flawless plan actually had such a huge flaw.

"Attack! Kill him! Kill him!" Sun Dongming bellowed.

These three men were desperadoes he had hired with his last resources, so he had the confidence to command them at this moment.

Those two guys were really ruthless and immediately charged at Song Xiaodong with their knives.

Li Sijie screamed in fright. Even though she knew Song Xiaodong knew some Kung Fu, facing knives was different; a slight mistake could be deadly.

But before Li Sijie’s scream had even finished echoing, the two knife-wielding thugs were already knocked out and lying motionlessly on the ground.

"You... you..." Sun Dongming was stumped.

"What ’you’?" Song Xiaodong squinted his eyes, slowly walking towards Sun Dongming.

Sun Dongming’s back hit the wall, and he suddenly knelt down with a thud, saying, "Big brother, I give up, I give up. I’ll divorce her right away, and from now on, she’s all yours. I’ll never bother her again, and I don’t want any money, not a single penny. I’ll leave without a thing."

"Hmph, you think that’s it?" Song Xiaodong kicked Sun Dongming over.

"Big brother, then what do you want?"

Song Xiaodong sneered, standing on his chest, "I don’t want to do much, but how can a scumbag like you learn your lesson if you don’t spend a few years in prison?"

"No! No!" Sun Dongming shouted repeatedly.

Song Xiaodong lifted his foot and kicked him in the head, causing Sun Dongming to roll his eyes and pass out.

The guy whose wrist Song Xiaodong had broken was covering his hand, trying to slip away, but Song Xiaodong knocked him out too, then finally released Li Sijie.

Li Sijie threw herself into Song Xiaodong’s embrace, breaking down in tears.

Song Xiaodong held her, gently patting her shoulder, a normal person experiencing a kidnapping like this would really struggle to cope with the psychological stress, and many would end up with lasting psychological scars or even develop mental illnesses.

Hearing footsteps outside, followed by a low cry, "Aiya, I’m late, didn’t get to see the good show." It was Miao Xuanxuan coming in.

Miao Xuanxuan responded with a "yes" and promptly picked up the phone to call the police.

At that moment, Li Sijie suddenly realized how intimately close she was with Song Xiaodong, quickly let go of him, stepping back, her cheeks even redder.