I killed the film and television world

Chapter 319 Cold Green

The atmosphere in the restaurant was a bit depressing.

It was not until Song Ren led his men away and the sound of footsteps faded away that the diners looked up in panic.

Most of those present were well-mannered Chinese and foreign businessmen. Although the business world was like a battlefield, few of them had ever seen such a gangster-like posture.

The foreigner whose middle finger was broken turned pale with pain.

Someone has already called a car for him, and as long as it is treated in time, the finger can be reattached.

But this pain has to be endured.

Especially since Song Ren was present just now, the foreigner was intimidated by the terrifying intimidation and kept suppressing the pain in his heart.

Only at this moment did he dare to burst out, his throat hoarse, the uncontrollable pain made his face grim, and he roared:
"Fuck, fuck!"

"Damn you lowlifes!"

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

"I will never let you go! Never!!!"

The other diners in the hall also felt complicated when they saw his ugly appearance of madly roaring.

Especially some Chinese businessmen, listening to his scolding is really ugly, even they themselves are affected, it is inevitable to complain in their hearts:

This damn foreigner is barking so loudly now. Why didn’t he bark just now? Why is he barking only after the people have left?
The other foreigners felt the same way, and each of them had a gloomy look on their faces.

After all, Hong Kong Island has always been the self-proclaimed back garden of the British Empire, but now it has been frightened into this state by a native. How many foreigners can feel good about this?

When Song Ren was around, the feeling of oppression was so terrifying that they could only shrink their necks and be as obedient as rabbits.

But after he left, the evil fire was rekindled.

Although they were wary of what Song Ren said before he left, many foreigners still had some ulterior motives in their minds.

At worst, you can just give some money secretly and let some friends do the work.

At this time, the foreigner with the severed finger was standing up with the help of the service staff.

The foreigner kept cursing, and his words were very unpleasant.

He waited until two waiters helped him to the main entrance of the restaurant.

A ray of cold light outside the door suddenly shone in!
In an instant, the carved glass on the door cracked inch by inch.

A cold sword blade pierced through the glass.

It seemed like a ray of cold green light came into view.

The foreigner's cursing was stopped instantly.

The cold sword blade penetrated the foreigner's forehead and came out from the back of his head!
There were blue lightning streaks on the azure sword.

The entire head was pierced from front to back!
This instantaneous change was extremely abrupt and was engraved in the sight of all the diners in the restaurant.

A drop of bright red blood slid down the blade, onto the tip of the sword, and finally, with a plop, it dripped onto the ground in dead silence.

After the blood was wiped off, the sword was still spotless.

In the restaurant, the atmosphere that had just been restored completely froze in an instant.

The two waiters who were supporting the foreigner screamed in horror, stepped back repeatedly, and sat down on the ground on the spot.

The breathing at the door almost stopped.

Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, the cold blue sword blade was pulled back very smoothly.

The sword blade scraped across the broken carved glass, making a slight sizzling sound.

Anyone who listens directly will get goosebumps!

A drop of blood slid down the drawn blade to the tip of the sword.

Finally, a bean-sized drop of blood fell to the ground, but it seemed to fall into the hearts of all the diners.

A human-shaped dark figure outside the door turned around and left in silence.

The foreigner inside the door collapsed to the ground, and the bright red blood flowed from the wound between his eyebrows, staining the floor red.

Those diners who had just started to have some thoughts were completely silent all of a sudden. Death, someone is dead!
The ghost is dead!

On the street, Song Ren, who had gone away and returned, ended the fight with a neat sword move.

Without paying any attention to the astonished passers-by on the street, he turned around and disappeared into an alley at the corner.

Seeing that there was no one in front or behind him, he jumped a few times and landed on the roof of a not-so-high building.

He tore off the disguise mask of a foreign woman made by Vermouth, changed his clothes and left calmly.

The previous sentence may have limited deterrent effect after the fact.

But one life should be enough.

……

When a team of police officers rushed over, Davis finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His face was gloomy and he was still rubbing his abdomen while sitting at the table next to him.

The blow Song Ren gave him before was really painful.

With his physique that he always prided himself on, he couldn't even withstand a single blow.

Sheriff Xie Sheng noticed the body of the foreigner at the door and was surprised.

Is the ghost dead?

He asked at the scene: "What happened here just now? Who has seen the murderer? I hope everyone can cooperate with our investigation."

However, the diners in the restaurant lowered their heads silently, even some foreigners were no exception.

The sword just now completely killed all the diners' little thoughts.

In a short period of time, no one had the courage to speak up and expose what had happened before.

Even Davis didn't speak.

He has a dirty background and there are many people around, so he doesn't want to have too much interaction with these Chinese policemen.

If there is anything, I will only contact the white police chief privately.

That's the one he recognized as his own.

Mr. Xie noticed this situation and had to ask people to ask the diners who had not left one by one.

The final conclusion was that someone outside the door pierced the ghost's head with a cold weapon.

Xie Sheng frowned.

This group of diners are either rich or noble. Although they are not the top ones, they are not someone that a small sheriff like him can easily command.

The diners showed obvious resistance, so Xie Sheng had to try other approaches.

Passersby on the street provided some clues. During the time of the crime, many people saw a blonde and blue-eyed foreign woman standing at the door of the store.

Although the action was swift, people did see the foreign woman pulling out a sword from the window.

But this result not only failed to help Xie Sheng find a clue, but made him even more confused.

Because he just got a clue, that it was Song Ren from a gang who came to the store with his thugs.

Not long after he left, a woman who looked like a foreigner came outside the door and killed the foreigner inside with a sword.

But these two clues have no common points at all.

A police officer nearby took the initiative to say, "Xie sir, the guy from the gang is probably a big suspect, do you want to bring him back for questioning?"

Xie Sheng said with a dark face: "Without any witnesses or physical evidence, how can we arrest people?"

"Catch him and then release him? You think he is a Buddha. He is a big boss in the society. If you can't make the final decision, don't provoke him."

The problem now is that none of the diners in the restaurant, including Mr. Davis, are willing to come forward to testify, and no one knows what they are afraid of.

However, the evidence provided by passers-by on the street completely disassociated Song Ren from the incident.

This also meant that even if Xie Sheng suspected Song Ren, he could only suspect and had no idea where to start.

(End of this chapter)