"Kid, you're asking for death!"
Seeing Song Qiao suddenly attack, Su Zhe was furious.
He swung his fists and threw a powerful punch at Song Qiao.
"Overestimating yourself!"
Song Qiao sneered dismissively, grabbed his fist, and threw him to Wu Run's side.
How could a rich young master like Su Zhe, whose body had been hollowed out by wine and women, withstand Song Qiao's blow?
He lay on the ground clutching his arm and howling in pain.
"Damn it, I'm going to kill you today!"
"Security, security, all of you, come here and break this kid's legs!"
The security guards who rushed over saw the boss's son being beaten.
Eager to please, they swarmed Song Qiao, many of them brandishing weapons.
Xia Xueqing and Wu Meng gasped in fear, standing frozen, unsure of what to do.
However, Song Qiao was fearless. He stomped his foot and charged into the crowd like an arrow released from a bow.
In the blink of an eye, all the security guards were on the ground.
The ones who had been at the forefront even had their joints dislocated by Song Qiao.
Song Qiao gently flexed his wrists, as if he had just finished a light workout. He glanced at Su Zhe with a half-smile and said,
"How about it, Young Master Su?"
"If you're not convinced, you can send more people to me."
Su Zhe, who had just gotten up from the ground, had a vacant look in his eyes. He instinctively swallowed, his body trembling slightly.
"You think you're tough, huh?"
"I'm warning you, being tough is useless. Can you resist our Su family?"
Su Zhe's voice was clearly lacking in confidence.
It was unclear if he was trying to bolster himself or threaten Song Qiao.
"Song Qiao, that's enough. Let's go quickly."
"The Su family has a lot of influence in this area. We can't afford to offend them right now."
Wu Meng's face changed, and she quickly tugged at Song Qiao's sleeve, reminding him.
"Tch, a mere Su family, I don't even put it in my eyes."
Song Qiao smiled calmly and turned around to glare fiercely at the waiter who had been acting so obnoxiously.
"You won't sell it, right?"
"It's fine. I'll buy this entire mall right now. Then we'll see if you sell it or not."
Su Zhe was stunned by Song Qiao's words. After a moment of reaction, he burst into laughter.
As he laughed, Wu Run and the waiter beside him also started laughing.
"Are you drunk, kid?"
"You might be a good fighter, but that doesn't pay the bills. To buy our Su family's property..."
"What kind of pipe dream are you having?"
Su Zhe became more arrogant as he spoke, regaining his previous swagger.
"If you don't want to die right now, watch your mouth!"
"Otherwise, your Su family might just cease to exist!"
Song Qiao took a sudden step forward, his face grim as he glared at Su Zhe.
He scared Su Zhe into retreating several steps, stumbling and nearly falling to the ground.
Song Qiao chuckled and no longer bothered with him.
Calmly, he took out his phone and called Secretary Gao.
This mall had only recently opened and was one of the Su family's cash cows in the area.
Without a strong authority backing him, the other party likely wouldn't sell.
With Secretary Gao's intervention, things might proceed more smoothly.
As expected.
Secretary Gao readily agreed, calling it a trivial matter.
He then made a call, arranging for the price to be lowered even further.
Ten minutes later, the mall's owner, Su Zhe's father, Su Daqiang, rushed over.
As soon as Su Zhe saw his father, he acted as if he had found a savior.
He rushed forward and hugged Su Daqiang's leg, crying loudly.
"Dad, you're finally here."
"Someone was committing violence and causing trouble in our mall, and almost beat me to death."
"If you had been any later, he would have truly wiped out our entire Su family."
Su Zhe sobbed, his words filled with snot and tears.
Su Daqiang frowned as he listened, giving his son a disappointed look before reprimanding him sternly:
"Get lost, how could I have a useless son like you?"
"Our Su family is already considered to have no heir with you around, you scoundrel."
As he spoke, he kicked Su Zhe aside.
"Song Qiao, Su Daqiang started from the underworld. He's ruthless and cunning."
"Run quickly, I'll handle this here. Wu Run just wants to deal with me."
"This whole thing started because of me. Hurry and take Xueqing away, don't let me implicate you."
Wu Meng hadn't expected Su Daqiang to show up in person.
She immediately assumed he had come for revenge and quickly tried to shield Song Qiao behind her.
"Heh, is there any need to be so nervous? You're acting like a martyr ready to sacrifice yourself."
Song Qiao chuckled at Wu Meng's reaction, lightly flicked her small nose, and continued,
"Don't worry, Su Daqiang won't do anything to me."
As he spoke, he subtly pulled Wu Meng behind him again.
"Sigh, I can't believe you don't know what's good for you."
Wu Meng was so anxious that she almost stamped her foot.
But the next second.
Su Daqiang walked towards them with a look of utmost respect.
"May I ask who is Mr. Song Qiao?"
Song Qiao sized him up and calmly replied,
"I am. Does Mr. Su have any instructions?"
Su Daqiang had already received a stern reprimand from Secretary Gao's phone call.
He knew that Song Qiao was still angry, so he forced an embarrassed smile and glared sharply at Su Zhe behind him.
He commanded sternly,
"Kneel down immediately and apologize to Mr. Song."
"What?"
"Dad, are you kidding me? It was this kid who attacked me first?"
"Why should I kneel and apologize to this guy?"
Su Zhe stared at his father in shock and couldn't help but exclaim.
"Slap!"
"You scoundrel, how dare you talk back?"
Su Daqiang slapped his son hard across the face and kicked his knee.
In pain, Su Zhe immediately knelt down obediently.
However, his gaze towards Song Qiao still held a strong sense of defiance.
"You scoundrel, how dare you refuse to sell anything to Mr. Song? Mr. Song visiting our mall is an honor for our Su family."
"You ungrateful beast."
Su Daqiang beat his kneeling son fiercely.
Then, he took a stack of documents from his secretary and respectfully handed them to Song Qiao.
"Mr. Song, here are the property ownership certificates and land deeds for the mall."
"From now on, this mall belongs to you!"